You head back to the location of that strange pink cat. He's been pretty useful in helping you catch creatures, but before you can reach the area you always find him at, you hear him yelling at....himself.

You walk forward, shaking a few leaves as you do and informing that alien of your presence.

He instantly changes his mood, obviously making a split second decision on what impression he wants to give.

AN ANCIENT THORNHEAD HAS APPEARED!!!

This thornhead jumps from tree to tree, annoyed at the new attention it's getting, it was bad enough dealing with the first person!

He falls into mud!

When you exit the tube you find your pink friend on the ground healing himself with magic paws.

YOUR SWARM LEADER HOWLS OUT. YOU FEEL EMPOWERED. ON THIS MOON FILLED NIGHT, YOU FLOCK LIKE LOCUST, EVER HUNGRY, NOTHING WILL STAND IN YOUR WAY.

One alien breaks out ahead of the rest, dashing on all fours with determination. As the thornhead loses air they leap up to catch it, bringing their hooves together to snatch it out of its flight.

The swarm has obtained the ancient creature....but who?