You gazed upon the Razor Crest's departure from the frosty planet, a sly grin spreading across your face. Your unsuspecting quarry didn't realize that you'd always be hot on their heels no matter how far they fled. The Raptor genes coursing through your bio-engineered veins ensured that you'd track them down and ultimately emerge victorious.

You curled your claws inward, a habitual gesture, before turning and swishing your tail as you strode across the ice. The area where the Leviathan had burst free was still crushed, and dark water swirled around it, sending shivers down your spine. You loathed water.

You stepped from the gaping hole, the icy wind whipping your face as you gazed at the desolate landscape. Then, you began to go to the little town settlement duped on the ice, your boots crunching on the frozen ground. They would have to have some ship you could steal and some meat you could kill; your stomach growled with anticipation as you soon made it to the village outskirts, where a few humans and some aliens caught your attention. You barely spared them a glance, their skeletal forms no match for your imposing physique.

You marched up to the typical house, its wooden door creaking as it swung open beneath your massive hand. The patrons inside stopped drinking and looked up at you, their eyes widening in fear as they took in your towering frame. You were easily overpowering them, and your Raptor genes made you a behemoth among these puny creatures.

Your gaze swept the room, homing in on the two alpha males who had been tormenting the young prey that the Mandalorian had taken down. A snarl curled your lips as you spotted them, teeth dripping with saliva at the prospect of sinking them into their soft flesh. "I see Mando didn't quite finish your pathetic little lives, did he?" You smirked, baring your teeth as you stomped closer to them.

The two humans cowered back, but you loomed over them, easily towering over their quivering forms. "You'll find I'm not as merciful as he," and then you clamped your jaws down on the bald alpha's head, feeling his skull crunch beneath your teeth as blood pooled in your mouth. The other inmate screamed and tried to flee, but you grabbed him with your talon and scored his belly open, his intestines spilling out onto the floorboards.

Then you let go of the lead alpha, his lifeless body slumping to the floorboards as you turned to the patrons, giving them a blood-stained smile. "I need someone who can escort me off this planet," you said, running your tongue over your chops, savoring the metallic taste of fresh blood.

A young and handsome man spoke up, his voice shaking like a leaf. "I can if you don't mind, monsieur." You looked him over, your red eyes gleaming with amusement as you took in his trembling form. But you nodded, jerking your big head toward the door. "Go. I'll follow."

He scrambled up, spilling his drink on the table as he rushed out of the icy bar. The door soon opened, and you cast one last smirk at the patrons, whose faces were pale and terrified. Then you stomped out after him, your heavy footsteps echoing through the quiet night air.

As you followed him through the winding streets of the settlement, your eyes scanned the surroundings, taking in the dilapidated buildings and flickering torches that cast eerie shadows on the walls. Your escort led you to a small hangar on the outskirts of town, where a battered old ship waited.

"This is... this is my ship," he stammered, gesturing to the vessel. "It's not much, but it'll get us off-world." You eyed it critically, but it would have to do. You nodded again and jerked your head toward the ship's entrance.

"After you," you growled, baring your teeth in a cold smile.

He nodded once, then scrambled up the ramp, you at his heels. You curled down in the hull, grunting a bit as you tried to fit your massive frame into the cramped space. "I'm sorry, I... it's not meant to carry such big, umm, passengers as you," he said, his voice trembling as he climbed the ladder to the cockpit.

You lay there, taking slow breaths and curling your tail over your talons as you settled in for the ride. He better be right and get us off-world, you thought to yourself, your eyes fixed on the back of his head as he worked the controls.

Then you called up to the cockpit, your deep voice rumbling through the ship's interior. "Get us to Nevvaro!" You didn't bother specifying how or when - you just expected him to make it happen.

The ship lurched forward, engines roaring to life as it lifted from the icy planet's surface. You felt a jolt of excitement and relief as you broke the atmosphere and entered hyperspace. The stars blurred around you, and for a moment, you closed your eyes and sighed deeply.

But only for a moment. Your eyes snapped open again, fixed on the back of your escort's head as he worked the nav computer. You could sense his fear emanating from him like a palpable aura - but he was doing his job, getting you off-world like he promised.

Now, all that remained was to see if he could get you to Nevvaro in one piece...