The various types of Zerg which made up the swarm could be seen as rather simple, yet surprisingly complex creatures. They seemed to live for little else than to destroy, conquer and evolve to increase their numbers at the expense of other species. For those looking on from the outside, it may seem as if that was enough for the vicious creatures. To an extent, they were correct. But with so many different types of Zerg, there were those which carried with them other needs which didn’t focus upon their newest conquests. Baser needs which were near universal amongst a majority of species and, while perhaps lower on the tier of desires for the Zerg than those which fit their more destructive nature, was very much alive within them.
The hive was alive with near countless numbers of Zerg. Various types of units could be found here by any unlucky soul who dared to make a move against their kind. And near the center of this large, living infrastructure of connecting organisms was the infamous Queen of Blades. Various types of Zerg would circle around their Queen’s general location as they saw to protecting and aiding the infested female in any manner to which she required of them. Theirs was a symbiotic relationship. One of mutual benefit in a way which others would view as twisted beyond words. And it was this relationship which had caused a number of their rank to sense something different stirring within the female.
The majority had continued with their regular routines within the hive, except for a pair of viper type Zergs which sought out their Queen’s current location. The two were amongst the healthiest and most virile of their unit. A logical choice in potential partners for their current leader. The pair moved along the creep which near covered the entirety of the hives floor, as they approached the female in whatever she may be doing and called to her with what to most would seem a simple primal snarl. They walked with intent in their step as the pair gazed upon their Queen and, without words, seemed to begin relaying how they sensed a need within her. A need which they sought to satisfy for the sake of the hive.
The hive was alive with near countless numbers of Zerg. Various types of units could be found here by any unlucky soul who dared to make a move against their kind. And near the center of this large, living infrastructure of connecting organisms was the infamous Queen of Blades. Various types of Zerg would circle around their Queen’s general location as they saw to protecting and aiding the infested female in any manner to which she required of them. Theirs was a symbiotic relationship. One of mutual benefit in a way which others would view as twisted beyond words. And it was this relationship which had caused a number of their rank to sense something different stirring within the female.
The majority had continued with their regular routines within the hive, except for a pair of viper type Zergs which sought out their Queen’s current location. The two were amongst the healthiest and most virile of their unit. A logical choice in potential partners for their current leader. The pair moved along the creep which near covered the entirety of the hives floor, as they approached the female in whatever she may be doing and called to her with what to most would seem a simple primal snarl. They walked with intent in their step as the pair gazed upon their Queen and, without words, seemed to begin relaying how they sensed a need within her. A need which they sought to satisfy for the sake of the hive.