(Inaius) The Rise of the Green

It had been the rising and fall of seven suns since they had arrived. The rough and horrid jungles had been a blessing to the native plantoid people, the predators who came to close or even nibble upon their tough and thorny workers, not so much. Soldier class Bobobos had managed to chase off the few overly curious native animals and the seeding of a new garden had begun in earnest. The harsh and stubborn jungle had proven to be difficult to tame especially with the few that had survived the long travel over interstellar winds like lost pollen, the incident of being overly to close to a massive star as it had sent out a massive flare of energy had cost them the lives of most of their working force as well as badly injuring the massive traveler carrying them had been to almost too badly injured to continue and had slowed them down. Their lives as well the lives of others had been fed to the Mother Tree in order to encourage new births had been met with few results. The need to expand and grow as their slow and anxiety inducing lack of results from the stubborn refusal of their native food sources in the new soil was worrying. The clearing of the massive jungle area is slow and taxing as they fight to make a single mark on their new home.