A disturbing vision!

Gorgmoth sat on his throne and stroke his chin as he thought about his coming troubles. The trip to the breeding pool, and Sue's indocternation had gone splendidly. But the Shaman's words had troubled him.

"Sue's formor mate and his companions are pursuing us. My foresight has allowed us to stay ahead of them while we travel to the breeding pools, but this cannot continue. We must eventualy settle to not only birth the new genaration, but to gather and farm supplies for later months. If we keep on the move, we will eventualy be caught by them, intrude on Kazar or Sauron's land, or have a potential revolt by the tribesmembers."
"What do you suggest we do?"
"There are several things that can be done. The most obvious is to leave Sue behind for this 'Reed Richards' to recover, but that would mean the loss of her as your queen. We can do this after we reach the breeding pools of course. There is also the possibility of foisting her off on Kazar or Sauron and let them deal with the problem of Richards. One thing we cannot do, is try to battle Richards. Their power is to great."

Gorgmoth sighed and thrumed his fingers on the arm of his chair. He would have to deal with this problem, and soon.