Gorgluot gazed through the pressurized window at the strange craft. It came from some primitive sector of the galaxy; Gorgluot's ship was simply passing through when the ship's scanners identified the strange craft.

"Captain?" one of his lieutenants asked. "What do we do with this?"

Gorgluot ignored the question, scrutinizing the shuttle. It was extremely primitive, requiring fossilized fuel to achieve flight. Its reserves seemed to have expired by the time Gorgluot picked it up. Discovering a new, intelligent species was always fascinating to the scientific community, so much so that the sizable reward for such a discovery was posted on Gorgluot's quarters. He had made some discoveries himself, all very unique, but this... This took the cake.

A small, fur covered creature wandered the inside of the pressurized chamber, sticking its maw into various corners, sniffing the air. They had sampled the atmosphere within the shuttle and simulated it inside of this chamber so that they could observe what creature piloted it, perhaps even make contact and discern its planet of origin. When this being came out of the craft, Gorgluot immediately thought that he had made some money. However, despite all their attempts at communication, the thing never responded. Gorgluot stretched a tentacle in frustration. The small, four legged thing laid down on the floor of the ship, emitting some sort of high pitched squeal.

"What's it saying?" Gorgluot asked the lieutenant. His lieutenant sighed. "We don't know sir. Our translators aren't picking up any speech patterns." The captain grumbled. "Perform a magnetic scan, I want to know what its brain is like." "We did, captain. Its intelligence is, well, sub optimal." "Then how did it achieve space flight!?" Gorgluot's eye stalks floundered in anger. "We have no idea captain."

Gorgluot made a hissing snorting noise. Closer interrogation would be required. "Ready my suit. I shall speak to it myself."

Some periods later, Gorgluot entered the airlock, and then the atmospheric chamber itself. He was much, much larger than the monstrosity before him, but there was always something to be cautious about. "Greetings creature," Gorgluot said in his native tongue, hoping that the thing will interpret it as speech and respond. Instead, the little thing ran over to Gorgluot, its rear tentacle stiffly oscillating, maw agape. Is it attacking? Gorgluot shambled backwards, expecting an attack. The creature reared its fore appendages upwards, placing them on Gorglout's suit, and echoed a sharp, staccato roar. The captain glared down at it, its maw open and internal tentacle hanging out. The thing’s elongated maw was... Actually rather endearing. Gorgluot tentatively reached down, and stroked the body of the creature with a tentacle. The small thing yapped again, and its rear tentacle oscillated faster. Gorgluot’s sensors warned that the creature's vitals were spiking, indicating it was becoming excited, or agitated; that was up to the interpretation of the user. Gorgluot decided excitement, as he scuttled down to continue engaging contact with the furry creature, this time on its level.