"Oh goodie! Follow me, I'll take you there, and avoid the vines." The catgirl chirped, then began to hum, slipping through the forest with an effortless, cat-like grace. The journey would take about three hours, before she spoke and said. "We're here!"<br/><br/>Above them, in the trees about twenty feet above their heads, were a series of huts and rope bridges, criss-crossing through the treetops. There were dozens of huts, some larger than others, but a few catfolk could be seen with bows, keeping watch. As they waited, though, one of them dropped a rope ladder for them, and the catgirl asked. "Anyone you want to see? The tribe leader, priestess, or just someplace to rest?"