Niadra

Niadra stood atop a creep-strangled hill overlooking her sprawling hive complex, surveying the activity below with a critical eye. Her brood was expanding well, eggs gestating at an impressive rate thanks to her careful planning and resource management. Satisfied with what she saw, the broodmother began making her way back inside. As she walked, however, a sudden sensation washed over her - an echo from afar that pierced even her mental shield. It was the unmistakable psychic signature of another intelligent being, powerful enough to register across the emptiness of space. Niadra halted, turning to face the general direction the mind-pulse originated from. Her antennae twitched as she probed deeper, trying to discern more about this mysterious presence. Terran? Protoss? The possibilities whirled through her mind even as she homed in on the psychic beacon. No matter its species, one thing was certain - this entity warranted closer examination. Another psionic being, so far from home... could this be the key to finally achieving her goal? Or prove to be an enemy too strong to infest? The swarm hummed to life. Enormous floating overlords drifted down to swallow up the minions Niadra needed. Her personal guard of hydralisks, a litter of zerglings in case of a threat, and a handful of worker drones should they be needed as well. Niadra herself stepped into an overlord and settled in for a brief flight. The overlords rose up and drifted away from the planet Adena, a slow but inexorable wave, Niadra's will incarnate. They crossed the void of space to the small, rocky moon nearby. What would they find there, Niadra wondered?