Welcome to Gaia! ::

Azareth looked mildly disappointed that her names weren't chosen, but she didn't say anything. She settled in to see what happened next, watching the eggs quietly.

What a delicious dinner it would be. Iris was practically drooling with the smells and sights of the freshly cooked meal. And her stomach was beginning to rumble. She would have to make sure that she got into the line quickly. There would be slim pickings for any stragglers. Subtly, she began easing her way across the hall, moving towards the tables.

In the meantime, Kendra had no need to ease her way across. Straightening once again, she prepared to make the announcement. She would have to call for order, otherwise there would be a mad scramble. So the harpy opened her mouth, only to be stopped by a most unexpected interruption.

From outside rose a shriek, a cry of warning to look out and get down. And from the grand entrance to the great hall, a startling sight emerged. A harpy, rivaling Iris in his brightness, feathers blotched with blood and his mop of black hair streaking out behind him. And as a gasp rose up from the crowd, the male's erratic flight led him not safely to the ground, but straight into several tables of fruit, and then right into the wall.

The muted copper colored female was running late. She'd meant to go to the party ages ago, but had fallen asleep. She just hoped her hostess wouldn't mind. Cyn really hated that she was late, and was now rushing to ready herself to see the gorgeous eggs that were to be shown tonight.

When she'd finally thrown herself into a more presentable fashion, she flew off toward the grand party. She touched down on the ground and was about to enter when she heard a crash.

Cyn entered heasitantly. "H-hello?" she called.

Koda only turned in time to see the bright harpy crash into the pile of fruit. Her first though, absurdly, was to wonder why Iris was suddenly bent on destroying her own decorations. But, then she realized that the harpy was green, not red, and her first thought was instantly forgotten.

Taking to the air she swooped over the heads of the muttering, squawking crowd to land next to the bright newcomer. "Back!" She shouted, "Give him space to breath!" Him? It was the first time she'd realized it was probably a male, and hearing the words come from her own mouth was a shock.

"I don't give a cracked shell about what you want," the male nearly hissed at Azareth. "What I want is some berry wine. And some nariss root." He could use both, to kill the pain in his bleeding wings. They would see for the first time as he hauled himself up that it was not, as they might have supposed, an older male. Rather it was one who couldn't be much older than Iris, with sharp blue eyes behind a curtain of black hair that had come partially loose from it's bindings.

"Well aren't you pleasant?" Kendra asked, winging her way over to where her daughter stood, with Iris and her ladies behind her. "Mirin," she turned to one of her ladies, who was coincidentally convenient. "Fetch some Nariss root and find the healers. His wings are bleeding."

Iris inched her way in behind the Matriarch as the other harpy darted off, and then edged in next to Koda, which seemed to be the best spot for a curious onlooker. It was the first time in a long time she'd seen a male just reaching his prime, not old and greying like most of the males in the Mountain colony.

Makani, infinitely cautious and entirely annoyed with his current painful state, eyed all of the females warily. He knew well enough that it was in their best interests to treat him, but he wasn't a man who enjoyed being fussed over, or nursed. In fact, he would much rather have been left alone altogether. It was unfortunate that at this point such a hope was foolish. So, he frowned, then glanced at Simona, taking note of her question, and deciding to explain himself.

"There was a naga attack on my colony along the beach," he remarked simply. "I was wounded, most were killed. I came here because it was a place to go." And because he was tired of feeling unsafe, but there was no need to tell them that. He could have gone to the other colonies, found a new flock of females, but what was the point? The naga still raided, or picked them off one by one.

Azareth did NOT go as requested, because Mirin had been sent. She began to find Koda's manner towards her officious and irritating, and actively turned to watch the male. "Mmmm I'd think you'd want to be all right too, sir." She barely kept herself from hissing back, her head held high. Yes, maybe irritating a male wasn't the best plan, but she wasn't one to just roll over at some one being rude to her when she'd been trying to help them. "And by asking questions, I was trying to ascertain the specifics of your injuries, that maybe we could try to get help for them."

Simona listened to the male's short recounting of attack on his colony. "I see," was all she answered. She glanced towards Azareth. She shifted her gaze towards a tapped barrel of berry wine. She made a thoughtful sound, torn on going to get the wine herself or letting the female that Koda told to fetch the wine do it. She sighed and flitted over to the barrel. Simona picked up a goblet and filled it most of the way full. Making her way back she handed it to the male, wary of getting chastized by one of the higher ranking females. "Here. This ought to help take the edge off of your pain, for a while at least."