"Targen's bigger and stronger then me, and the beast didn't pounce him" Shakuntala said, "I'm surprised nothing broke when it landed on me, frigging heavy thing" she pulled her shirt down as she walked, glancing at the wounds on her shoulder, which were finishing healing, but would most likely scar even with her healing ability. she poked the red skin, and was pleased it didn't hurt. 

Targen took a few moments to answer. "We are a technological deficient race. One reason we sent some people to earth, to learn your technology. And then the event happened, and until you lot reached us, we had no idea what happened. Our land is mostly desert, and yet it doesn't get so hot. We do have dense areas of trees, and plenty of water. Our buildings are made of stone, and our cities are grand"