Fifty ships were close to running out of stores and they had to be resupplied. He looked at the Claw commanding his Lead Ship and motioned him over. “We have to make another raid.” “I’ve seen that.” “We have to do it faster this time.” “Perhaps you should send several ships to one planet to collect what we need and get out quickly.” The Command Claw nodded absently and looked at possible planets that could be used, “I don’t want to attack one of their major planets and reveal our strength.” “I suspect they know it after the last fiasco; however, I agree with you in principle.” “How do you differ?” “I’m still attempting to determine how they found our last incursion.” The Command Claw put one of his pincer arms on his chair and rested his head on it. He took one of his gripping arms and absently scratched the base of his left antenna and thought for a moment.