exhausted.”
Bethany pulled from Tasia. She hugged her arms over her chest, hoping the alien would understand she was cold. She motioned to her mouth to indicate she was hungry. Finn followed her as she made her way to her home. Bethany looked at the opening; he was way too big to fit. Bethany made a motion with her hands he was to stay. She went inside and returned with two steaming mugs. Finn sniffed at his then took a small sip. He smiled his terrifying smile at her and drained the mug all at once.
A blizzard was building and Bethany felt helpless. She had to go in and leave them out in the cold. There wasn’t any way around it. Sadly she ran her hand down Finn’s arm. She pointed to the igloo, then to the opening indicating his large size and the igloos entrance smaller size to Finn and shook her head. She glanced about as the wind picked up. Thinking hard she grabbed Finn’s hand and led him around her home. Snow had piled high, an added insulator, and Bethany dropped to her knees. She pulled armfuls of snow away, scooping a hole into the mound of snow. It didn’t take long before the cold snow melted at her knees and she was shivering. Her teeth clattered as her movement slid the icy substance into the cuff of her mitt to slip farther inside and freeze her wrists.
There was a time not too long ago when Bethany could remember making snow forts with her friends, snow angels and ponies. She could stay outside for hours, only to come in, warm herself and head back outside. She wished this was one of those times, but her mother wasn’t waiting with a warm drink or fresh bannock. There would be no caribou stew flavored with blackberries ever again. It saddened Bethany to think of the loss. It had been a year since she had seen a ptarmigan, the birds were gone. Never again would she have manniit, the egg month.
Pleasures others in the world took for granted when Bethany was young were gone as well. So many simple treats were so expensive out in the middle of nowhere, but she wouldn’t have traded her childhood for anything. She took nothing for granted; it’s what gave her strength now in the most trying time of her life.
So lost in thought, Bethany was startled when she felt an arm around her waist and Bethany was hauled to her feet. Finn was smiling at her—she kinda wished he would stop. He made soft growls she understood were his words in his language. He pushed her towards the front of her home, indicating she was to go inside. Bethany was frozen; she stood shaking for only a moment, feeling helpless. She hoped the aliens could dig themselves some type of shelter before the storm stole their lives.
* * * *
Finn was on a mission, a new one. They had found females, ascertained the extent of their needs and now he needed to infiltrate their home, without causing damage. A madman on speed couldn’t have dug out a faster shelter. Finn ran his hand along the inner wall of his shelter which was the outer wall of Bethany’s home. The two warriors settled side by side, their backs to the entrance making an effective door.
“Are you going to crash through it?” Blu asked.
“Not yet, I have to consider what brute strength would do to their structure,” Finn muttered. “I need to think for a while.”
“Your little female is odd.”
“My female isn’t odd,” Finn said snarling.
“First she attacks you, then she peels her furry pelt off to touch you—which was disgusting by the way. I know humans bleed red blood; I was waiting for a gusher. Then she gives us liquid food and abandons us at the back of the house as though we are pets.”
Finn took a breath before telling Blu he was a dumbass moron as his sister-in-law would say. “Beth-ny was afraid at first. If I were her size I would attack first and then ask questions. She didn’t peel her furry pelt off her skin. Obviously, these humans had to adapt to the weather and made outer coverings; they are intelligent beings. They aren’t furry creatures