One is bad enough, thank you. Imagine Kaz and Foo together? Yikes
Okay, this one adds Radium. The next one you'll find out what the Kiyrenin want.

Kaz was, if possible, even more excited at the prospect of more people. However, he was not bouncing off the walls this time. Rather, he bombarded them with questions. Fortunately, Acid and Electrik were used to it - they'd been conditioned by Foo and his endlessly babbled questions. Even better, Kaz was actually intelligible.
Acid approved of their plan to go to Shador. He agreed with Copper - if the Kiyrenin wanted it, they shouldn't have it. It was, as he so aptly put it, like handing a blaster to a convicted murderer.
And so, to Defalcon's happiness, Shador was their next stop. Copper just hoped that they'd be able to find whatever it was before the Kiyrenin did, or they would be completely out of leads. And that, as far as she was concerned, would be a disaster.

Two hours in hyperspace and they had reached Shador. Evaluator had managed to boost the already considerable hyperdrives. Defalcon had to admit, Kaz's chatter might have been a welcome change from the others' quiet ... if the bird could shut up for a bit. Copper sympathized - she knew exactly how Defalcon felt.
Shador was a small planet of still, dark water and extinct volcanoes. It was dim and shadowy, and had two moons. One was extraordinarily quick; every few days Shador experienced an eclipse from it. The Shadorians had adapted. Their dark fur and excellent night vision suited the world.
Shadorians were vaguely feline; striped in soft greys, blues and blacks, with a mane of longer fur that was stiffer at the base but silky on the top. The mane trabelled all the way down their spines to end at the tips of their lion-like tails. Perpetually sorrowful, they were quiet and reserved.
The Phantom Eclipse blended in perfectly. Although the cities appeared to be empty, most of the inhabitants remained there but unseen. Coppertop felt immediately at home, and even Claw and Shinyso looked more comfortable in the concealing shadows. Acid was jumpy, Electrik vaguely fascinated, and Defalcon relieved. Crystal remained withdrawn and silent.
Shador was not a world for the faint of heart. Living shadows huddled against black, damp-stained buildings; dark winged things flew by, leathery wings making rushing noises. Silvery insects buzzed in the slimy alleys, to be snapped up by those same flying creatures. Gold and green and blue-glowing eyes peered at them from dark corners, the eyes of the Shadorians. Dripping water and scuttling noises echoed through the empty streets.
A soft voice spoke from the shadows. They all turned around, hands on swords of blasters (except for Electrik).
"No place, the streets are for stranger or Shadorian," a young female Shadorian said, ghosting into sight before them. Her grey fur was striped with black, and her lambent golden eyes watched them closely. "So why now do they who are not Shadorian but also not stranger patrol them?"
"No stranger am I to shadows," Copper said calmly. "Able I am to guard my safety and my life."
"A strange gathering. Stranger than those that came before. Rethkir, of what be they?"
"I cannot say," a blue-furred male said, appearing besider her. "They have not the taint of the Kiyrenin, but something else marks them."
"The Kiyrenin have been here? Tell more, for they we have come to foil," Copper said, falling easily into the speech patterns of these Shadorians. "Something they want here, and we have determined that have it, they shall not."
"Truth," Rethkir admitted. His gaze fell on Shinyso, and his eyes opened wide. "Shethlorn, trust them we may. See, a lokiral with them have they."
"Ah. You must come with us, then."
Shinyso shrugged, and with a confused and resigned expression Copper followed the two. They slipped down an alley that ended in a dead end, and Shethlorn hissed softly to a live shadow, which flowed up the wall to expose a ragged hole in the corner. This, Copper supposed, was an entrance into the building beyond.
Inside, it was dark (typically). Shethlorn took a lantern from the corner and flipped it on; a dim silvery light emanated from it and did nothing to hide the wet, mildewed walls that shone darkly. The cement floor was wet enough that their feet splashed as they walked.
Finally the corridor they were in opened into a room with a stairwell in the corner. Several Shadorians rose, slight alarm in their faces. Shethlorn dismissed their fears,
"Allies, not trickster Kiyrenin. Fear them not, but be on guard."
As an aside to Coppertop, Rethkir added, "we cannot hide him much longer. These Kiyrenin, to get him, will stop at nothing. They will tear theis very building down to succeed."
"Then a new hiding place, he must find," Copper agreed, even though she had no idea who they were talking about. "Or he will place your lives in danger."
"Truth. If you have a starship, he will be safe with you."
"And you will be safe as well. We shall see what we can do."
He nodded, worry evident. His striped mane (which reminded Copper of her horse, Ironheart) made him look taller than he actually was. He clearly was a telepath or something like it, because the word lokiral meant 'mind reader', and he had somehow recognized Shinyso for what he was.
The stairs came to an end, and halfway down the subsequent hallway Shethlorn paused and rapped quickly on the wall. A cleverly hidden portion slid aside to reveal a small room, occupied by two Shadorians.
Well, one Shadorian and one who wasn't quite a true Shadorian. The first was the usual black and blue, with blue eyes. He nodded to Shethlorn and said, "you must hurry. They are close behind."
The second was black and green with green eyes. No Shadorian that Copper knew of had green fur, so this one wasn't what he appeared to be. His mane was silver and not striped, and he wore the robes of a mage. He did not look worried.
Shethlorn said, "Radium, I am sorry, but know you are here, the Kiyrenin do. Rethkir has determined that from the Kiyrenin, these are not; you will be safe with them. Hide you we cannot, anymore. You must leave."
"I understand, Shethlorn. Thanks for all your help. You'll abandon the building, of course?"
"Of course. Let them find us, we cannot. Once you are safe, we will flee."
"Good." He turned to Coppertop. "Introductions can wait. The Kiyrenin are on the way. We've got to hurry if we're going to avoid capture."
"My ship is close by. Nothing is going to catch us once we're in the air. Come on."


Another long chappie, almost 1000 words more than the last one