<b>Chapter 3 The birds and the bees</b><br/><br/>Verita could not believe her eyes when the group finally entered the domain of the Aviari. The look of awe was written on her young and freckled face. The village was certainly well-hidden deep within the wicked woods, and without the guidance of Dal'tek, she was sure they would have never been able to stumble upon this marvel of ancient old buildings and architecture. Verita has never seen buildings build like that before, and felt embarrassed about always having believed that humankind was the most civilized creature on the world. She had never been more wrong in her life, the buildings she and her neighbours lived in were nothing more then shabby shacks compared to the elaborately made rooms in almost every tree. Every twig and branch seemed to have been woven in to place, as if the whole village never used an axe to build it's homes.<br/><br/>It had taken quite a few hours to move through the woods, but the group had almost silently followed with grim looks on everyone's faces. Each member of her coincidental party had their own reasons to go with the Aviari, and although some may felt like they have been forced, and some may not completely convinced of the gentle and kind nature of their hosts, Verita certainly could not have been more excited.<br/><br/>Her eyes were filled with the innocence of a girl that has never seen the outskirts of her own safe home. She was filled with wonder and amazement with each and every creature that walked around the corner. When the group was invited to do as they wished in the village by Dal'tek and his followers, none was really able to choose from the many options they were given. Dal'tek had lead them to the centre of a huge square on the ground, surrounded by the most beautiful pink blossom trees that gently waved in the wind and reached higher up in the sky then the druid girl had ever held possible. She could feel the soft gentle breeze of a cool wind circulate downwards from the intricately stone pavement of the square and she licked her lips she could taste the strange flavour of salt clinging to her mouth. But there was no time to wonder about how the air could be flavoured as her stomach growled for hunger of food.<br/><br/>With a cheeky smile she asked Dal'tek if there was a possibility to eat somewhere, as was mentioned before to the group. According to the ever smiling and extremely curious bird-people they were allowed to roam free as long as they will not become violent or lower themselves to vandalism. The options given were to follow the rest to the dining area, high up in the trees, or lower themselves to the rivers Verita could not yet see to bathe in natures own sources. There was the option of bathing in one of the tubs on the landing areas as well, if one would wish a magnificent sight of the wicked woods from high above, only they had to deal with the curious eyes of their neighbours everywhere. Seeing the aviari were quite free with being naked and exposed.<br/><br/>The druidgirl smiled when hearing that, looking around the group to the see the reactions of her travellers faces. Her thoughts were barely hidden as she gazed upon the bare breasts of the ashen elf, knowing that at least one of them would feel quite at home with this freedom of the body. Verita only adjusted her cloak more to make sure at least her skin was covered from sight. When the small tour had ended and they were finally allowed to leave as they wish in the marvels of this environment, Verita tried to stay close to Dal'tek.<br/><br/>She wanted to know why he had seen them in his visions, because the qeustion was burning on her tongue. In the past three days she had left her home for the first time in her life, only to be thrown in the wicked woods with the strangest collection of travellers ever imaginable, to be raped by small pixies that forebode a frightening riddle to be the future, only to be found by her childhood fantasies in the present. Nothing of the last three days made sense, nevertheless her rumbling stomach called her back from her thoughts. She needed to eat and with the sound of her unspoken request a dozen of beautiful gracious pink flamingo women appeared from their right. The tallest one of the rather short girls, almost the height of the ashen elf, bowed before the group and spoke with a soft melodic voice.<br/><br/><span style="color: Magenta">''Those who want to eat can follow us to the dining area's. There will be plenty, although we cannot provide any meat, since we are vegetarians of nature. I hope this will not be of any trouble, if so, you are free to hunt for your own provisions outside of our protected walls.''</span><br/><br/>If the whole environment wasn't as bright and beautiful, Verita would surely have been startled by the sound of flapping wings behind them. A small group of turquoise blue humanoid birds landed behind them from the trees above. The two women, accompanied by a male with rather flamboyant coloured feathers were looking with a curiosity that even outshines Verita's. The women had small feathery breasts, only covered by beads and small stones in every shade of red and orange, an amazingly colourful contrast to their own feathery skin. Verita could not help herself but blush at the barely dressed birds, the man's crotch was not even covered from sight, although she could not notice the same member that had been showing between Darions legs last night. Perhaps that was a mystery she could not bare the courage for to ask, although the smug smile on the blue males face told her that he knew exactly what she was thinking about.<br/><br/><span style="color: Blue">'' Oh strangers of the forest, friends of the feathers and travellers of the wicked. You have been invited by our leader to reside in our humble homes. If you wish to bathe down below in the rivers, we will show you the way. If you wish to bathe up high, to see the sun set in a few hours and sink in the everlasting sea that surrounds these woods, you are welcome and we will show you the way. Even if you wish to be accompanied by us, or any of our brothers or sisters, we would be most gracious and thankful to sit besides you and listen to your stories from the world beyond.''</span><br/><br/>Verita fumbled nervously underneath the dark cloth of the cloak, her fingers high up with the little knot that tied everything together as she felt strangely weird by the humbleness of the Aviari. They really seemed to enjoy their company, perhaps they don't get that many visitors during the years. They seem like very secluded and well-hidden people any way. But her thoughts were not yet finished when a third group of colourful birds walked slowly towards their little gathering.<br/><br/>They were as green as the forest themselves with bright red feathers adorning their bellies and breasts. It was a strange sight to see, because these women did not even cover their strangely bare and small fuzzy feathered nipples. If it were possible for Verita to turn an even darker shade of red by blushing already, she would have. The sight of those fuzzy and soft looking mounds made the young and curious girl wonder of how it would feel like brushing gently against her warm lips. A thought that was written all over the poor girls face as she stared at the green parrot-like group approaching them.<br/><br/><span style="color: Green">'' Hello my name is Ah'maraj, and I'm most honoured to meet your kind here in my village. I see my brothers and sisters have already explained to you that you have the option to bathe and eat in our wonderful homes. I on the other hand will be around to show you, your beds and hammocks were you can sleep during the night. If you ever need me, just ask one of the Aviari around you for my name, or follow me right now to the guests houses.''</span><br/><br/>Verita looked around at the kind and smiling faces all looking curiously at each strange member of her party. She felt out of place in this weird square, every eye behind every tree looking directly upon her burning cheeks. She knew they were welcome here, but these people were more then curious about them. It almost felt like they wanted to know every little detail about her, with the way they looked so intensely into her soul. She wondered if anyone else of the group she had been travelling with felt the same. Nevertheless she was starving, and as she peered a quick look over her shoulder to see how the rest of the group was doing, she followed the pink fluffy flamingo girls to the dining areas. Hoping that perhaps Dal'tek would be there as well, so she would be able to qeustion him about his strange and vivid dreams.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>