Wahida found several loaves of bread cooling on the counter in the kitchen.  Strangely enough the house was empty for the most part, but the smell of sex suffused it.  If Daxter was typical of the beastmen, then it would be no surprise at how... messy.... an orgy of them could get.<br/><br/>It took her a little while to find the owl's tree, by which time she'd finished the loaf of bread, which had a sharp salty, but tasty cheese baked into it.  Standing in front of the large tree that must be his home, she was not overly surprised when an old man, hunched over horribly turned his head 180 degrees around to look at her.  His body was covered in feathers, all grey, and his eyes were huge, taking up half of his head with the lower half being dominated by a yellow beak like mouth.  But perched on a wide tree limb he peered at Wahida and cocked his head to the side.<br/><br/>"Powerful magics around you.... what do you want with this old man?"  he asked with a voice dry like paper.