Mother and Daughter wandered far behind Kobolt, it was a struggle to be away from him now that they'd found one another, but Mayan longed to spend some time with Tiegan. And so her Brother went ahead of them, them following his trail at their own pace.

It wasn't until old ex-Queen began to smell familiar scents that she began to pick up her pace, excited eyes flashing to her girl. Beckoning with her head for her to come closer and keep up.

"Ti, I think you're gonna meet some Family soon." Spoken over her shoulder, grinning a bright smile, the false long tooth glimmering iridescent in the sunlight. Mayan outward to the area as she slowed again, feeling nervous jitters.

If Tiegan came closer, an arm come around her, mohawked head tilted down to lick her cheek. "Just stay with me... It's been a long time." At that, Mayan took a deep breath to fill her chest, and release a loud roar only a Queen could produce.

Word spread quickly among the flock; the parrots fluttered past squawking of every little thing that happened. Someone new had arrived, someone new! Chad, who was currently sprawled out with all four legs in the air, was far too busy sunning himself to even give a shit about the newcomers. He'd find them eventually, or they'd find him. It was as simple as that. And well, if any of them were beautiful women, Chad would be happy to take notice.

Imagine, a Sanguine lad like him gifting a non-aviari woman with his attention.

One eye lazily opened as he heard a rustle in the bushes, and his trusty rat companion came scampering out towards him. The thing twitched and squeeked, pacing back and forth beside his head. "'Ello mate." He closed his eye and resumed his relaxation, one of his back legs becoming a little more tense as he felt the fucking fleas biting at him. "Do me a fuckin' favour, yeah? Back legs itching again, mind givin' it a scratch?" His build up of fat around his stomach had made it difficult for him to bite at the area like a typical canine would.

His rat was the only one who could do it, for the poor bastard lost his sense of smell years ago after the 'incident'; the hyperactive git was scurrying around Chad's legs one night after a long, busy day and got caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. Chad sat on the resilient fucker and didn't find the energy to get up. For six hours. Chad had forgotten the poor bastard existed after the squeeking stopped and just assumed he had found the only comfortable spot in the entire fucking jungle.

Back to present day, however, and his rat didn't seem to obey. It just kept making a fucking racket and soon Chad felt his patience snap.

"Fuckin' gimme a scratch you annoying, noisy fuckhead!" A nearby paw slapped said Fuckhead across the floor, but his eyes were now on another interruption. "Aine!" He didn't bother getting up or making room for his sister to laze beside him (she wouldn't have accepted the offer anyway, he knew her). Maybe this was the reason why Fuckhead was screaming so much; a little warning for the man that he was about to get lectured for the next hour or so.

If he was dreading it, he hid it well, giving his sister a grin.

"Heard you been pretty fuckin' busy, eh?"

A new wave of stench ripped through the air around him, invisible to the naked eye.

Silent but deadly.

MAP GUIDE:          ZB - Zephyr Beach. A private beach only accessible through Xiuhcoatl's Roost, reserved for the Zephyrs or invited guests.          SS - Sparkling Springs. In the lowlands of the valley between the mountains, a massive body of water shines and shimmers. Most tribe gatherings are held here, as well as community gatherings or lessons.          R - Roost. The dens for new mothers and training grounds for the youth. With the pyramids risking cold temperatures, dens are moved here instead where proper insulation protects the young. A variety of natural obstacles in the area also proves to be a useful tool for exercising and training young members.          BC - Border Cliffs. The southwest region of the territory drops off in a sudden cliff, separating the mangroves from the rest of the tribal lands. A select few cave tunnels weave through the cliff in a maze-like manner. During high tides and monsoon seasons, these caves are flooded and inaccessible. Otherwise they are patrolled by Larks. All outside contact is made here.          EP - Ember Peak. A mountaintop renowned for its spiritual significance - it is said the first Aviari were born here. Crystals are embedded deep in the mountainside, shimmering and sparkling in the sunlight. Removing any of these stones is forbidden, as they're property of the gods.          Pyramid Star - Xiuhcoatl's Roost. This pyramid is exclusive for the Zephyrs or any invited guests. It rests against the northernmost cliffside, overlooking the ocean and a hidden pathway down to the shores, accessible only from within this pyramid. At the peak of this pyramid, a massive bonfire rests beneath a hoisted gemstone of giant proportions - at night, the bonfire's light causes this gem to glow brilliantly, acting as a beacon.          Pyramid 1 - Xiuhcoatl's Keep. The cultural epicenter of the tribe, its highest tiers serving as the safekeeping vault of tribal history and information, guarded by the Council. Its lower tiers and inner chambers are where the Trials are hosted.          Pyramid 2 - The Nest. The public pyramid, its lowest tiers serving as the marketplace, and the rest of the tiers serving as private living quarters for ranked members. The higher the rank, the higher the tier for living. PINTEREST       A dense, semi-tropical rainforest/jungle nestled against a cliff-side shoreline that overreaches the ocean. Massive rivers snake around most of the rest of the perimeter, providing a sort of buffer.       Mangroves and bogs surround either side of these rivers, leading up to stepped rocky ledges that are nearly impossible to scale. The only publicly-known way into the terrain is through cave tunnels that dig deep into the sides of these rock walls. These often flood from the bogs, and are heavily guarded, so without guidance into the territory by a pack member, wanderers are likely to get lost or drown.       If allowed in, the tunnels weave through the cave, eventually diverging from the waters below, into complete darkness. Only after a considerable distance up and through the darkness do you enter into a semi-tropical jungle. Old growth trees, vines, massive vegetation and incredible wildlife roam. This extends for miles and miles, riddled with unique waterfalls, caverns and caves, and scattered jungle forests.       Far inland, and higher in altitude, you find yourself at the heart of El Dorado. Ancient ruins, crafted by magnificent and long-gone humans, are now inhabited by clever and crafty beasts. Some small towers or buildings or otherwise homely constructions seem built by massive stones, while other walkways and contraptions seem elegantly carved from a singular piece. Massive statues of unknown creatures are scattered throughout the compound. As you find yourself venturing further in, further up in elevation, the buildings become bigger. More elaborate. More stunning. All equally overrun with trees and plants.       The terrain all climbs to a cliffside, where a massive, stacked pyramid temple resides. Even in ruins it stands powerful, climbing past the treeline to oversee all. It rests, nestled against the cliff that looks over a tropical shoreline. Only certain, dangerous paths lead down to these beaches. And only select, ranked few know where these paths are - they are exceptionally well-hidden and laden with booby-traps to ward off ill-intentioned strangers.

   A breed borne through centuries of trial and error, filled with purpose and passionate intent. The Aviari Timberwolf is exclusively found in the elusive empire of El Dorado, a hidden gem in the isolated jungle shores to the east. The goal was to emulate their deities - great bird beasts - as closely as they could so as to celebrate their ceremonies more devoutly, and to greater increase their connections to the divine. Though the indigenous of this culture acknowledge Aviari are not, in fact, divine, they do recognize a sort of elegance and prestige in the species.

   As they are so well-revered in these jungles, they are kept a coveted secret and selectively, purposely bred (and not bred) so as to keep them a strict treasure of the tribe. They cannot be found anywhere else, and those who dare to wander away from the holy territory of the divine are considered "disowned", in a sense.

   The Aviari are an elegant, graceful, and proud breed.

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   The Aviari Timber is on the smaller side, more often than not. They sport a lithe, lean, and agile build, often stereotyped as acrobats and runners. Similar build and proportions as the fox, they typically have thicker tails, wide ears, and a slender face.

   There are a total of five possible ranges where they may grow feather plumes: the crest, behind the jawline, the elbows, between the shoulders, or at the base of the tail. Purer bloodlines are more likely to incorporate more of these ranges, and full-blooded Aviari are the only ones who can be Full-Ranged. The crest, the shoulders, and the base of the tail are the most common regions, and the vast majority of Aviari mutts will have an average of two of these.

   While not entirely exclusive, it has been noticed that smaller Aviari tend to showcase more extravagant plumage. It is believed that in these smaller forms, the majority of the divine energy has been focused on the feathers themselves as opposed to the figure.

   Aviari Timbers have quick reflexes and are often perceived as jumpy or antsy. Their vocal communication includes a series of chirps and trills, most commonly used between each other. Youth are known to develop their own dialects between themselves through these chitters and chirps. They are also able to flex their feathers, resulting in slight raising or fanning, and this can be used as an alternate form of communication.

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Species Name:  Aviari Timber  (Canis Aviarus) Height: 2' - 3'3"  (61cm - 99cm) Weight: 75-200lbs  (34kg - 91kg)

Spread: Used to refer to how many ranges an Aviari has plumes in.
Extravagance: Used to refer to the brilliance/design of an Aviari's feather plumes.

Nestling: Youth ranging from newborn to two months old.
Fledgling: Youth ranging from two to nine months old.

Flexing: An Aviari's ability to move their feathers slightly, be it by raising or fanning them.
Molting: When an Aviari 'sheds' their feathers and grows new ones (pin feathers). Often an itchy and irritable transition, good time for social grooming.
Pins: When a feather first grows in, its pin-shaped and coated in a wax sheath that protects it during growth. Eventually sheds the wax sheath when fully-ready.

Vulture: A derogatory term referring to Aviari who do not have any plumage.
Full-Range: An Aviari whose plumage extends over all five possible ranges. More typical in full-blooded Aviari.

Chiroptera: A derogatory term referring to Aviari who have abandoned their homeland. Considered disowned and no longer a true Aviari.

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   Due to the selective nature of this breed and the genetic difficulties it overcame to simply come into existence, breeding is a bit of a complicated matter. The parents must construct a "nest" of sorts, consisting of a sturdier base - typically twigs and sticks - cushioned with softer material for resting and nursing.

   Litters between two full-blooded Aviari have much smaller litters, typically two to three nestlings. The more diluted their parents' Aviari bloodline, the greater chance for a larger litter, countered by the risk of offspring with less spread. Only breeding between two full-blooded Aviari are guaranteed plumage results in the litter all having full-range.

   Nestlings must stay within the warmth and soft enclosure of the nest until they reach two months old. Their bodies otherwise will struggle to maintain their higher internal temperature, and could suffer hypothermia from even mild weather conditions. This is also the phase of life where their pin feathers first start to emerge, and so they must be kept safe from poking and prodding during this uncomfortable experience.

   Fledglings are able to leave the nest, and though their plumage range has fully exposed itself by now, their pin feathers are typically still in the process of growing and shedding their wax coating. Often these feathers may grow in at uneven rates, with some being in full display while others are still sheathed. This is the phase where they learn how to control feather-flexing.

PHOENIX: Kukulkan INFERNO: -- EMBER: --

GRIFFINS: Miriam. Itai. TURUL: -- CALADRIUS: --

ROC OF WINGS: Kaxlan. ROC OF EYES: Aine. ROC OF TALONS: Moxie

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RAVENS: Nadine. Avalon. Pualani. Castiel. Valravn. MAGPIES: Blu. Lyra. Pulsar. Bryonny. VULTURES: Akuna. Vega. Pandion.

LARKS: Itai. Lorcan. Crocodile. Meztli. JAYS: Chad. Stygimoloch. Valravn. DOVES: Naerileen. Crystal. CARDINALS: Naerileen. Ihuicatl. Bryonny. Estellah. Avinalora.

SPARROWS: Padme*. Pearle*. Arnoux. Miguel. Illidan* FLEDGLINGS: Plum. Caprice. BOUND: --