Her distended abdomen convulsed with the reassurance of fulfilling her biological imperative as the eggs emerged. She had already established the collective connection between them all as they grew within her. Now it was a matter of waiting for them to emerge into their larval stage.
Her instinctive need to propagate had led her to this point. Never mind the small hairless bipeds that were impeding upon her domain. It had remained unchanged for countless eons, and this minor inconvenience was one that she would root out and destroy, just like every previous incursion. She had been alive for millenia, and she would continue to be alive for eons.
It would be a matter of a few brief decades now, lying dormant here in her underground lair. The newcomers to the surface above were not even aware yet of her presence. When her spawn emerged, the newcomers would provide delicious sustenance to sate their ravenous hunger as they grew and matured.
She marveled at how quickly the newcomers reproduced. Soon, they would provide her children with an entire herd upon which to feed.
The last of the eggs emerged.
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