La cuestión es esta historia (que lamentablemente está en ingles), quisiera saber si es fanfic o trasfondo oficial y si es así la fuente de donde proviene (codex, white dwarf ,etc):

As the Gaunts drew nearer, his whipping tongue savoured the pheromone messages permeating the humid jungle air: the lust to survive, the drive to consume and integrate. Something in the scent made the Shaper pause. The warriors behind him were becoming impatient and the enemy were getting closer. High pitched whistles from behind told him his kindred was almost beyond the point where he could control their carnivorous appetites and with an angry series of warbling clicks he silenced the impatient warriors. He needed more time to consider the meanings in the enemy's musky scent.

In a moment of instinctive insight, the Shaper sensed what was wrong with the enemy's scent; they too were predators who survived by consuming their foes, by taking within themselves the traits of those they defeated so that successive generations could survive and prosper in an ultimately hostile world. Something in this was wrong, something about this foe made it imperative that their spirits must not be allowed to mingle with those of the Kroot.


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