A thick spattering of long, ebony hair flutters in the breeze as Elaina hoists herself onto the massive trunk of a downed cottonwood tree. She examines the tree trunk, polished eons ago by the ebb and flow of the tides. She scrapes a sample of the tree’s DNA onto a gooey leaf of her receptacle pouch. When the receptacle is full, it protrudes like a tree burl. Come dusk, her pouch will be filled, likely. The pouch is a distasteful part of her anatomy, a genetic mutation attached to her pelvis, a design of Nolan Angler of Stellar Tech.