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She has uncountable bodies,  spread through unknown numbers of star systems all with a single mind, a single being. Nobody truly knows how vast she really is, and those that might guess tend to prefer to not dwell on the subject.
The Tiny Hungering Vulpines have eaten more species then there are grains of sand on a beach. Overrun planets within days, sometimes hours. Come to learn and understand so many technologies from so very many civilisations that she scarcely bothers to consider using.
The individual victim must be so small to her. So highly insignificant. Akin to a proton decay in a nuclear reactor. Born, living, consumed all within the time it takes for a single motion of her swarms to flood over their region of space. Were she so inclined, she could easily consider each victim her SwarmFoxes overwhelm akin to a grain of rice in an all-you-can-eat meal.
However, she will remember you. She will take care to interact with you. She will respond to you in precisely the way that you pluck at her predatory instincts. She will take the time to know you better then yourself, if you allow her, and will even bring you comfort in your new reality. Those lucky enough to be afforded the blessing of surrendering yourself to her, willingly or otherwise, may even live a lifetime longer then you can imagine... such as this new existence as food stores might be. She will talk, enlighten, answer questions you might ask even if the answers of the universe may horrify such a small innocent mind.
But most of all if you let her, if you let me, I will love you until you are nothing more then soft pudge on my many SwarmFox hips that nourish my number. And I will love your memory for longer then your own species would remember you.
So relax, little Pedetes Inanis. Relax and let all of me here enjoy you...


Artwork by Timor

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