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Magup was quiet as she watched the men of her tribe try to sway various Yautja women. It was mating season, which meant most the women wanted nothing more than to find an acceptable mate and sire a child. The young bloods slowly giving up as they were insulted and beat in rejection.
How many had tried to court Magup this season? She's lost count. A few stuck out, an elite from another tribe with several xenomorph skulls, a young blood who offered a necklace made of human and xenomorph teeth. Yet, she'd grown tired of it all in her old age. She simply didn't want to deal with stupid hunters anymore. They always were the same, and she was sick of it.
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