Kaanai La Tallin was tired. Bone weary tired. She had been walking for days and hiding form the SEI was exhausting. Slipping away during the chaotic auction wasn't her smartest decision, but it was necessary. She refused to be sold. Her people were proud and she just couldn't roll over and accept that her home, Davian, had been conquered. She quickly moved off the path and looked for shelter. The nights on this damn planet were freezing. She noticed a small hole in the bottom of the tree. With a deep sigh she crouched down and crawled in. she fought back her tears as she tried to get comfortable. How she went from living in luxury to this? How the fuck did the Faezil manage to invade and conquer her home?
Davians were considered the most intelligent life forms in the Tri-Quean galaxy. A planet with too few females to go around, women was highly treasured. You figured with a population of well over 90% men, they would be prepared for battle. But they had gotten lax. Their soldiers weren't prepared for a full scale invasion and fell before they could get the women out. All the women in the capital city were rounded up from their homes and loaded on to slave ships. Davian women were naturally tiny. Usually no taller than 4'11 and rarely over 115lbs. Their bodies were extremely ripe for reproduction, making them a hot commodity for the female slave trade. With their lush breast, wide hips, and being extremely fertile, Males from all over the galaxy would come to Davian to try and find a wife. But rarely were Davian women allowed off planet.
Now every woman she even knew was somewhere being sold, except her. She managed to escape the auction and make her way into the wilderness outside of the remote outpost on whatever blasted planet they were on. As she began to doze off, she prayed she could get a little rest before she moved on. She knew if she was caught, she might not remain the virgin she was for much longer.