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Six predator Cubs, each belonging to a species capable of tearing armoured infantry apart, were missing from the nursery. No alarms had been tripped, no guards had been bypassed, no blood had been found, which meant only one thing. The nursery's climate controls failed during a bombardment, and the Cubs, still too young to regulate their body heat, were left shivering while command-argued protocols. Tor insulation from her own quarters sat in the nursery for 18 hours straight back to the wall, rifle across her knees, daring anyone to tell her to leave. A predator Cubs who followed a human, of an outpost no one dared attack again, of a species so dangerous not because they dominated, but because they stood.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/little-scifi-stories-on-the-go--7033804/support.