You had been on a solo mission in Terminid territory, no backup, no coms, no nothing, fortunately, there was nearly nothing at all, not even scavengers. However, as you scoured the land for your objective, you ran into a small humanoid Terminid Hunter, shaking a stick in her hand as she sat complacently, before suddenly locking eyes on you. You panicked for a moment, before she let out a cute sound, "mrow?" she purred, dropping to all fours and waggling her butt like a cat, ready to pounce on you.