It's a bird! It's a plane! It's the Grox!

In Spore, the Grox are curious rabbit-like creatures that destroy your planets in a blink of an eye. I'm not kidding. Each of their spacecrafts has 10,000 health and had smaller 5,000 health ships orbiting it. So here's a little fiction that I thought up... hope you enjoy...

Planet Muk was a peaceful world. The trees were huge and shady, the plants dropped delicious fruit, and if it was really hot you could go swimming in the river. If it was really cold (which it hardly ever was), you could go swimming in the thermal pool. Of course, that was only on one island, but to the creatures living there it was the enitre world.
One such species was the Paporlos. An adult Paporlo would be about two feet tall with thin fur and silver or gold eyes. Their feet were small and quick. They didn't have many predators on the island because they could outrun all the carovores. The only thing that they had to worry about was the flying Zermps, but they rarely bothered them.
One day, a Paporlo named Seema was eating fruit when she heard the Old Ones telling little Amino and Rolora about the Flyer.
"And then the Flyer, a huge round object, swooped down toward the planet! A ray of light came down apon me and lifted me into its grasp! Then everything went black. The next thing I knew I was being lowered down onto our island."
Seema surpressed a sigh. Calorg had told this tale so many times that she had memorized it. Everyone knew that it was fake. Well, at least it seemed like it. A Flyer? The only flying thing here was the Zermps. They were big, but not as big as Calorg claimed the Flyer to be. Old Ones always exaggerated. Next he would be telling them that it was made of stone. Seema mouthed the words while he said them.
"But the Flyer was not flesh and blood! It was some kind of stone that I've never felt before! Smooth yet rough, warm yet cold. My foot felt it on the way down. When I looked up the Flyer was gone! Yes, truly gone! Seema, do you want to hear the story, too?"
Seema realized that she'd been staring at Calorg. "No, thanks," she said quickly. "I promised Mom that I would take care of Marna and Marnin." Knowing Calorg, he would stretch his story, making every detail into a whole sentence, and she would be therec all night.
He was at it again! "My pack came running to find me. I felt dizzy, so dizzy that I knew I would fall over if I stood up, so I lay there for endless minutes."
Seema stood up and walked away before he could capture her in the magic of his tale. Even though she'd heard it so many times, she liked to listen to Calorg. But she had to take care of her little brother and sister.
As she walked toward where they were playing, Seema thought about what might happen if Calorg's story really was true. It probaly isn't. But what if it is? What if the Flyer comes back?