Chapter 10- the situation begins to escalate part one
The game between the red and the green macaws continued. The score was now two for the reds and one for the greens. The ball continued shooting around between macaws, cheers of the crowd continued to fill the air and the tapir narrator's big voice continued echoing throughout the Pit's atmosphere. Red and green comets continued shooting about in the stadium and the macaw currently on the ball was Callisto. She dribbled the ball with amazing expertise.
"Wow, look at Callisto, everyone," shouted the tapir. Green macaw opponents flew in to try and take the ball from Callisto but she kept dodging them. In the red tribe's crowd, Ruby, Amalthea and Oliver, Io, Europa, Ganymede, and Chiquitita, Phobos, Deimos, and Gabrielle and their friends all cheered for Callisto as she continued dribbling the ball towards the greens' goal where Nalda the goalie was. Then as a wall of three green macaws appeared before Callisto, the quick-thinking scarlet macaw shot the ball to Mars who continued dribbling the ball towards the greens' goal. However, an unexpected thing happened. As Mars prepared to shoot the ball into the ball guarded by the poised Nalda, a green macaw named Hayle flew in to try and take the ball from him. However, she flew towards the green-winged macaw too fast and before she could slow down, she collided right into Mars's back. Horrified gasps rolled through the green and red crowds and some winced, especially Chiquitita, Phobos and Deimos. Hayle also raised her talons to her beak in utter shock as she saw what she had done to Mars, who awkwardly retreated to the side of the stadium, his face twisted in pain. Green and red macaws including Nalda flew over to him as the tapir announced a foul and the curassow referee screeched a whistle to stop the game.
"Are you alright, Mars?" asked Lewin as the green-winged macaw clasped his back. Then some first-aiders flew in and gathered around Mars. Hayle flew in with an apologetic look on her face.
"I'm sorry, buddy," she shouted, "I couldn't slow down in time. Looks like I've got a foul."
Then one of the military first aiders checked the spot where Hayle crashed into Mars.
"It's nothing serious but he needs to be removed from the stadium," he said. Felipe sighed.
"Accidents like this are bound to happen," he said, "I know we were terrible when these games used to be wars. We used to deliberately attack the opponent's team members and pretend it was done by accident."
"So did we," said Lewin as he thought back to the 'war' between the greens and the Lear's years and years ago before the peace. Then the curassow referee came in and showed the coin toss bird's yellow front to Hayle.
"Foul," she said. Hayle nodded in acceptance and flew away. Mars was then taken back to the red tribe's crowd and Pearl had sent in a substitute to replace him. Chiquitita, Phobos, Deimos and Gabrielle came over to Mars as he began to rest by the substitute group.
"Are you alright, Mars?" asked Chiquitita.
"I'm fine, just a sharp pain where Hayle collided with me," said Mars. He winced as he felt sharp pain come from said area.
"You played really well though, Dad," said Phobos.
"Too bad about the collision," said Deimos. Mars simply smiled. Soon the game was back on track and once again, the ball flew around the stadium with red and green comets with a variety of colour flying after it.
The chestnut-fronted macaw group's home
Somewhere on the territory of the Spix tribe, the small group of chestnut-fronted macaws were also up to their usual activities. They had been warned by a passing Spix patrol to beware of roaming flying fox groups and to report to Blu and Jewel immediately should they find any activity from them, which the chestnut-fronted macaws had agreed to keep on their toes for. A group of five young adult chestnut-fronted macaws, among them Alessandro and Rhiannon were on a flight out to a guava grove. Around the group, several flashes of cerulean indicated the presence of some of the Spix macaws who greeted the quintet as they passed by. The chestnut-fronted macaws were friends with the Spix macaw tribe and had lived with them since the Spix macaw tribe moved into their ravine. However, they did not associate much with the red macaws when they and the Spix macaws had been enemies for they did not want to get caught in the middle of the conflict. Now that that was over years ago, shortly after the fight against the loggers, the chestnut-fronted macaws were now friends with the red macaws as well. With Rhiannon and Alessandro were three of their friends, two males named Garcia and Jorge and a female named Chiquita. The latter three were some of Alessandro and Rhiannon's friends but before, they had once treated Alessandro like an outcast several years ago for believing in some of the tales from the Navyfeather Clan, especially the Bizarre Birds and Treasure one. However, after seeing the living proof of those bizarre birds (i.e., the archaoebirds), the three's mockery of Alessandro had dissolved.
"Boy, I can't believe that it's been two years since you had been on that brave quest to Guyana to find the treasure with Carla and some of the others, Alessandro," said Jorge as the five flew through the jungle, "You ought to be proud of yourself for participating in the trip."
Alessandro replied with a humble smile. He had been the subject of talk among the young adult chestnut-fronted macaws since his return from Guyana with Carla and some others, among them Milo and Velocity, one of Sunset and Travis's sons and Cometa and Lightning's daughter respectively.
"I wouldn't have went myself," said Rhiannon, "One I'd just dismiss it as a myth and two, those terrifying flying reptiles capable of killing a human according to Andromeda and her new settlers."
"Those predatory bat-birds were vicious," said Alessandro, "Several times we were almost eaten by them."
"How big were they?" asked Chiquita. Alessandro thought as he tried to remember the size of those large pterosaurs.
"Probably about twice the size of a harpy eagle," he said, "They were massive and had lethal foot claws and long beaks. Their habitat was mostly around the entrance of the Cave of Colours and Sparkles, the treasure cave."
"Where you found that legendary treasure," said Jorge with a fascinated smile. Alessandro nodded.
"Well, he sure was brave like I've said," said Rhiannon, a short nuzzle against Alessandro's cheek, "I wouldn't have attempted it."
"Neither would any of us," said Garcia. The other three smiled and the five continued flying on until the guava tree grove finally appeared in view. The five chestnut-fronted macaws touched down and began to relax. Alessandro and Jorge then began to browse the branches of the strawberry guava trees for any ripe guavas while the other three began to chat more. Around the quintet, there were fewer flashes of blue and cerulean for there weren't many Spix macaws in this part of the Spix tribe's territory currently.
While Chiquita, Rhiannon and Garcia continued chatting Alessandro and Jorge scanned the guava tree branches.
"Strawberry guavas are my favourite fruit," said Jorge, "They always have been since I was a chick."
"I never really liked this fruit that much," said Alessandro, "I like them but they're not my strongest favourite fruit."
Jorge then licked his beak at the thought of relishing the tasty bouquet of the guava's flavour which he loved very much. As he and Alessandro continued browsing the clusters of red giant grape-like fruit on the branches, Jorge's eyes spotted something unusual on the floor at the foot of one of the trees, a few dashes of red. At this, he turned his eyes in the direction of said dashes and saw a few guavas lying on the floor. Fluttering down to the guavas, Jorge picked one up in a talon and examined it closely. It had gashes in its flesh and appeared half-eaten, as something had taken several bites out of it. The same was true for the other guavas, about half a dozen of them, lying on the floor based on their misshapen and gashed appearances. Based on the shapes of the gashes, it was clear that the marks have been made by teeth and not a beak. Puzzled, Jorge called Alessandro.
"Alessandro, look at this."
Alessandro pulled his gaze away from the red clusters of guavas and fluttered down to Jorge who then showed him the half-eaten guavas, including the one in his talon.
"Looks like these guavas have been eaten by some sort of mammal," said Jorge. Alessandro then gazed at the other guavas on the floor and the gouges in their flesh. When he saw the tooth-shaped gashes in the fruits, Alessandro raised an eyebrow.
"Maybe a group of monkeys have decided to help themselves to some fruit?" asked Alessandro. "I know there are some mammals that live with us that eat fruit and nuts and plant material."
"Yeah, but not strawberry guavas," said Jorge. The two gazed at the half-eaten guava for a few more minutes before Jorge finally tossed it aside, shrugging it off.
"I don't think it's important;" said Jorge, "Let's just find some snacks for our three friends."
And with that, he opened his wings and ascended back into the tree. Alessandro gazed at the half-eaten guavas scattered like giant broken seeds on the floor, an uncertain look in his eyes. The chestnut-fronted macaws had been warned by one of the Spix tribe patrols to be aware of roaming flying foxes. Shaking his head, Alessandro fluttered back into the tree to browse for any ripe, intact guavas, flying in the opposite direction to Jorge. Jorge continued examining the guavas until his eyes found a ripe cluster. He reached out with a talon and picked a few. However, as Jorge did this, he heard some odd sounds emanate from somewhere nearby. At this, the male chestnut-fronted macaw raised his head and cocked his ears to the sound. It sounded like a conversation going on. Compelled to investigate by curiosity, Jorge flashed a glance at Alessandro who continued to browse for ripe guavas in an adjacent tree and at Rhiannon, Chiquita and Garcia who still continued to chat, thinking it was them at first. However, Jorge realised that he was hearing a second conversation going on, implying that there was another group of talkers nearby. Pulling his gaze away from the other four, Jorge began to track the sound to its source. He hoped that it was another group of birds talking. As he continued to trace the sounds, which grew louder the closer he got to the source, Jorge began to hear full words. However, they were clearly not from a group of birds as he had hoped.
"I can't believe that those cerulean and blue feathered worms are still alive, folks. I thought the fire had killed them."
"I know. It's hard to believe. But that doesn't matter. We've got work to do…"
Jorge, breathing in a sharp gasp, fluttered towards the conversation's source faster. No bird group would ever say anything like that about the Spix macaw tribe; much less call them 'cerulean and blue feathered worms'. After a few more seconds, Jorge found the conversers. However, the moment his eyes landed on them, his lower beak fell open and his eyes bulged out of their sockets. Perched on a branch of a guava tree were four large furry forms, around twice his size. Around their bodies spread charcoal black membranous wings like cloaks, supported by four very long flexible fingers with a hook at their convergent point and in their fur slashed quite a number of gashes of scar tissue skin. The sight of the scars made Jorge's stomach flinch in his belly as though it had been punched. The four hideous creatures were snacking on some strawberry guavas and chatting. Jorge felt his heart leap into his throat in immense horror at the sight of the creatures. However, the four conversing creatures had noticed him as well. At first, surprised flashed in their gazes but then they morphed into extremely acidic gazes filled with malice and hatred.
"Looks like we've got a filthy feathered eavesdropper, folks," growled one hostilely, its fur bristled. The other three nodded in agreement, their fur also bristled. Jorge drew in a sharp, horrified gasp.
Meanwhile, Alessandro touched down with Rhiannon, Garcia and Chiquita and offered them some guavas. The three chestnut-fronted macaws gladly took the red fruits and began to eat them while Alessandro began to snack on the remaining three he had taken for himself and scan the surroundings for Jorge. However, there was no sign of him.
"Hey, where's Jorge?" asked Chiquita, munching on one of the guavas.
"I thought he was browsing the guavas with Alessandro," said Garcia. At this, Alessandro put his guavas down and began to search for Jorge.
"Jorge," he called, "Jorge, where did you go?"
No answer. Alessandro began to feel worry and a dreadful thought bubble within him.
"Don't tell me some predator has got him," muttered Rhiannon with a frown. The other two shot her a glare.
"If he were in trouble from one," replied Garcia, "Such as from a snake or a predatory bird, he'd be screeching and shouting for us to help."
Rhiannon was about to reply when suddenly, a bloodcurdling screech reached the four's ears. It was a macaw squawk, one of agony. At this, immense dread flared over them like a blast of fire.
"JORGE!" shouted Alessandro and with that, he dashed off. Rhiannon, Garcia and Chiquita darted off after him, their guavas scattering like stones on the ground in their haste. As the four chestnut-fronted macaws whizzed around the guava trees, shouting Jorge's name, they sharply braked into a horrified hover when their eyes found something lying near a patch of ferns near the grove. It was a green form with a few dashes of blue and red on its wings. Horror tore through the four macaws when they saw him.
"Jorge," cried Alessandro and with that, he rocketed over to the form with the other three following. As the four touched down around him, the form, which was indeed Jorge, weakly moved his head and focussed his eyes on his friends, his face twisted in sheer agony. Alessandro, Chiquita, Garcia and Rhiannon felt another shock of alarm when their eyes found red gashes running across their friend's face, oozing a familiar red liquid, and a kink in the bony part of his right wing. Jorge was in immense pain. His wing was screaming in agony and his fascial gashes were weeping blood, colouring the ground and any leaves near his face red.
"What happened?" demanded Alessandro, "Who did this to you?"
Jorge, however, could not reply for he was in too much agony but he managed to mouth something, though no sound came with it.
"What?" asked Rhiannon and moved her ear close to his beak to better hear what he was trying to say. Jorge mouthed the same thing and managed to force some breath through his mouth. Alessandro, Garcia and Chiquita looked on in dread. Then Rhiannon's head rose and her face gazed at them, laced with horror.
"Let's get him to our group's healers now and then report all this to Blu, Jewel and their tribe," said Alessandro. Chiquita and Garcia then began to flash glances at the surroundings as though a predator was about to jump out at them, unease creeping in.
"Good idea, Alessandro," murmured Garcia, glad that Alessandro had said this.
"We don't feel safe out here anyway," said Chiquita. Then without a second's hesitation, the four macaws took off, wrapped their talons around Jorge and lifted him off the floor, taking care not to further injure his broken wing. Then they carefully carried him away in the direction of their group's home away from the strawberry guava tree grove.
The blue-headed macaws' home
Somewhere in the blue-and-gold tribe's territory, the group of blue-headed macaws in which Skyla, Mariposa and Jairo lived were also going about their daily business. However, like the other small bird groups, they had been warned to beware of any roaming flying foxes and to report any suspicious activity to Soleado and Zoie by some blue-and-gold patrollers. In one tree near the main grove of trees in which the group lived, Kiawe, Mariposa's boyfriend, was spending time with some of his friends, Caspian and Citrine from the golden conure group who lived on the Bluewing hyacinth and blue-throated macaw clans' territory, and Saturn and Orquidea's seven first-brood offspring, Mimas (Ganymede was absent for he was in the Pit of Games with his tribe), Enceladus and his hyacinth girlfriend Trixie from the Bluewing Clan, Tethys (Oberon was also absent for he was also in the Pit of Games with his tribe due to the game being between the red and green macaws), Dione and her boyfriend Porthos, Rhea, Titan and his girlfriend Brooke, and Iapetus. Cobalto and Ceres's first-brood sons, Azul and his girlfriend Fernanda and Aurelio and Wilbur were also visiting this part of the blue-and-gold macaws' territory but only Azul, Fernanda and Wilbur were present. Aurelio was absent with Mariposa and her mother Skyla. They had gone to the club to set it up for tonight's clubbing, and Aurelio, being into music and singing himself with his glittery voice similar to Roberto's, had decided to help. Plans for acts at the club was going to involve some special guests, among them Roberto and Brisa and Zephyr and Venus, who will be dancing in duets for a romantic night out, and Skyla wanted to make sure that the club was well prepared for this event.
Kiawe, Citrine, Caspian, Mimas and company and the three blue-throated macaws sat perched in a tree, snacking on a variety of fruit, among them berries.
"I wonder how Ganymede's sister Callisto and father Uncle Jupiter are doing in the Pit of Games, along with Alexandre and Uncle Mars," murmured Mimas dreamily. She missed Ganymede and wished she had gone with him and his tribe to watch his sister and father play as part of the team but Saturn and Orquidea had wanted her and her six siblings to stay behind and help keep watch on their neighbours for any flying foxes, especially the chicks. The attack on one of the class groups in the green tribe by a group of flying foxes led by Cicatriz. The patriarch of the colony had spread like wildfire throughout the Sanctuary de Amazon and chicks and young birds had been put under strict adult supervision. However, Mimas and company had received permission from their parents to visit the blue-headed macaws as part of their break from keeping an eye on a group of chicks. Kiawe breathed a sigh as he ate some berries.
"I can't believe what had happened to some of Alonso's tribe members," he said, brushing his flame-like crest with a wing, "Why would those bats want to attack a class with so many chicks?"
"Those flying foxes are barbaric furballs who have no qualms about who they victimise," growled Azul, a flash of outrage sparking in his eyes, "Be it chicks, elderly birds, young adults or those with injuries."
"The bats' intrusions are starting to trouble some of us, I can tell you," said Mimas, "Especially with the Amazon Soccer League going on. I worry for the macaws who have eggs or chicks who cannot yet fly to tend to back in their tribes' home patches."
"Soleado has sent some blue-and-gold macaw patrol groups to keep an eye on the green and red macaws who have to remain behind for those reasons while the test of their tribes are in the Pit of Games," said Enceladus, "And I'm sure the other tribe and clan leaders will have sent some patrols over to the green and red tribes' territories to help keep an eye on things as well."
"They will have done," said Trixie, munching on a mango, "Demetrio and Reynaldo has sent some patrols to the green tribe's home patch as well."
"That's good," said Tethys, "At least those macaws will have someone watching over them."
The others nodded in agreement. Then Dione moved onto something else.
"By the way, are you guys looking forward to clubbing tonight?" she asked with a smile, "I've heard that Roberto and Brisa will be singing as a duet at Skyla's club."
"So are Venus and Zephyr," said Porthos, "And several other couples."
"We have signed up to sing and dance as a duet at the club as well," said Azul, his wing around Fernanda, "So have Carla and Justin."
"Oh, I know what those two are like with music and clubbing," said Rhea with a titter, "They're real music freaks, those two."
"Clubbing, dancing, singing and music are their favourite subjects," said Enceladus. Trixie, his hyacinth girlfriend nodded in agreement.
"What song will they be dancing to?" asked Citrine.
"I think it is a Katy Perry song, possibly 'Teenage Dream' or something like that," said Rhea, "But I can't remember which song it is though. Modern music is Carla's preferred taste. Justin likes some today's music as well but his favourites also expand to the previous decades, especially the eighties but Carla had insisted that she and Justin dance to something more modern than from something from the previous decades."
"Well, Uncle Zephyr and Aunt Venus are going to dance to 'Always' by Erasure, a song from the nineties," said Titan. "It was actually the song to which they danced to in their very first proper and solo duet before our parents had us back in Rio."
"I thought 'Hot Wings' by Nico and Pedro was the song to which they had their first dance," said Caspian.
"Yes but that was with the other couples," said Titan, "Not by themselves."
"I've never heard of that song," said Kiawe.
"Uncle Zephyr and Aunt Venus will be dancing to that song tonight," said Iapetus, "While Uncle Roberto and Aunt Brisa's song choice will be 'Lavender' by Marillion, an eighties song."
"Interesting," said Citrine. Brooke then leaned back and placed her wings behind her head.
"Well, I would like to dance to a romantic song with my boyfriend Titan at the club tonight as well," she said, "But I sadly can't decide what song to dance to."
"We'll have to see Carla, Justin and Io and decide on that," said Titan with a smile.
"I thought you two already danced to a song at Skyla's club the other night," said Fernanda as she sat next to Azul. "Yeah, we did. It was when Nico, Pedro, Eva and Rafael were visiting us back then."
"Yeah, but Eva totally spoilt it for everyone with her screechy voice," muttered Tethys disdainfully. She then gazed with a sour face into space. "It makes me wonder how Rafael could even think of her voice as being something like as serene as the glistening surface of a still lake in the moonlight or something like that."
"More like as horrible as the churning surface of the Amazon River during a storm," muttered Caspian, "She didn't half nearly blow the eardrums of some of us out of our heads, honestly."
"Fortunately she and Rafael won't be visiting here again for some time," said Azul. He then frowned. "But I think they've gone back to Rio to have yet more chicks. Rafael told us that he and Eva had had another clutch of three chicks a year ago."
"Three more chicks!?" cried Trixie incredulously.
"Yep, three more chicks," said Enceladus, "To add to their already fifty-something offsrping."
"Aren't those two toucans getting a bit too old to continue having kids?" asked Kiawe with a frown, "I have noticed that they were showing signs of aging based on the silver streaks in their plumage."
"Don't ask," said Mimas with a shrug of her shoulders. The others just said nothing. Suddenly, commotion began to be stirred as a macaw came rushing in like a rocket towards Kiawe's group.
"Kiawe, KIAWE!" shouted the macaw in a silvery but splintering wood-like voice, "GUYS, WHERE ARE YOU!?"
At this, Kiawe's group, alongside some of the surrounding blue-headed macaws, turned and focussed on a deep blue and yellow comet rushing towards Kiawe's group.
"Aurelio," called Wilbur, Fernanda and Azul together. The blue and yellow macaw, which was Aurelio, then made a beeline for Kiawe's group. Aurelio's appearance clearly indicated that he was terrified. His feathers were on end and his grey eyes were inflated by terror, as though he had seen a ghost, and Aurelio was practically flying so fast that he looked as though he was being chased by a harpy eagle. As Aurelio clumsily landed on a branch before Kiawe and company, Kiawe, Azul, Fernanda and Titan flew over to him as Aurelio began to breathe rapidly due to him flying so fast.
"You look absolutely terrified, Aurelio," said Caspian as Kiawe and Azul supported the terrified and trembling blue-throated macaw, "Are you alright?"
Just then several blue-headed macaws gathered around the panting and puffing Aurelio. One of them was Jairo, the father of Mariposa and Skyla's mate.
"Has something happened?" demanded Jairo, dread washing over him. Aurelio took a minute to regain control of his breathing until finally; he had enough control of it to speak.
"It's just horrible," he cried distressfully. At this, the audience all popped their heads up in horror.
"What is?" asked Kiawe. Aurelio shot him a dreaded look but nothing could prepare the group, especially Kiawe and Jairo, for what he said next.
"We had been attacked by some flying foxes at the club while we were preparing it for tonight," he cried, "And they wreaked havoc within it."
Immense horror tore through the group. Then the thought of Skyla and Mariposa fired up in Jairo and Kiawe's minds.
"Don't tell me that Mariposa and Skyla have been…" began Mimas but she could not bring herself to finish this sentence.
"Take us there AS FAST AS YOU CAN!" bellowed Jairo to Aurelio. The blue-throated macaw nodded rapidly and rocketed off. Jairo, Kiawe and several other blue-headed macaws then rocketed off, Azul, Fernanda and Wilbur following. Mimas, Enceladus, Tethys, Dione, Rhea, Titan and Iapetus, Porthos, Trixie and Brooke opened their wings to follow but Jairo commanded them not to follow.
"You lot stay behind and help our group gather any chicks and other vulnerable members of our group and escort them back to their hollows and also alert your tribe," he called as he went. At this, the nine blue-and-gold macaws and hyacinth macaw hesitated for a moment but then obeyed. While Mimas's group sought to helping the blue-headed macaw group to gather any chicks and any other vulnerable members that were out in the territory and bring back to the blue-headed macaw mini-clan's grove.
Sometime later
Jairo, Kiawe, Azul, Aurelio, Fernanda and Wilbur froze in utter horror. With them stood Skyla and Mariposa who were alright and unharmed, much to the immense relief of Jairo and Kiawe. However, the mother and daughter were very badly shaken and were trembling like leaves and breathing rapidly.
"Good grief," murmured Jairo in a whisper.
"Now we see why Aurelio was in such hysterics," said Azul. Fernanda and Wilbur did not say anything. Skyla's club was an absolute and utter mess and looked as though a wild animal had gone on a rampage through it. The slab of wood, which served as a door to the inside of the tree, lay a couple of feet away from the entrance, its surface scoured and streaked with gashes and cracks. The outer wall of the tree was slashed with more gashes and scratches similar to a jaguar's claw marks on a tree trunk but very untidily and squiggly, rather than vertically. There were also splatters dotting the wood, and smears leading to some fruit at the foot of the tree, where they had been thrown and had slithered down to the floor. Inside, however, truly resembled much more of a disaster zone. The wooden stool-like pieces, which were used as tables and seats in the dining area, were overturned and the bar where the bartender served fruit and drinks had been utterly destroyed, the shelves completely torn from their places and thrown everywhere. The stage, the decorations and instruments had been ripped apart and demolished. The dancefloor was littered with even more fruit and smashed coconuts and fruit shells, juice splattered everywhere. The fruit must have been from the bar and had been tossed wildly everywhere. On the walls were more gashes and slashes as well as more fruit smears and splatters. Backstage had also been turned into a bombsite lookalike and the curtain of vines and flowers separating it from the main stage had been torn down. The vines and flowers lay like a bundle of snakes at the foot of the entrance. Skyla and Mariposa were crying their eyes out, clearly traumatised from the whole ordeal and Kiawe and Azul had their wings around them to comfort them.
"Those five bats were honestly behaving as though they were fuelled by explosive anger," sobbed Skyla, "While we were checking the setup and everything in preps for tonight's shows, those creeps forced their way into the club, armed with sharp stones and wood shards and tried to attack us."
"However, we managed to escape through one of the windows and hid in some ferns," added Mariposa, "while those horrid bats went about trashing the place. We heard all kinds of awful things exploding from those feral furballs alongside the sounds of those dining tables being ripped from their foundations and tossed about, scraping of rock and wood against the walls and the splattering of fruit against the walls. They went on for about half an hour at which point we sent Aurelio to fetch you guys. However, those bats had left by the time you guys came back."
"What those bats said was utterly disturbing, honestly," said Aurelio, "They were ranting and railing about us bird, saying how we were vermin and all that, alongside other highly disturbing things which we won't mention."
"Do you know what might happen on a night when our club is full?" asked Skyla, "With dozens and dozens of clubbers present, and my club sometimes does get packed with a lot of clubbers, if any of those bats launch an attack like that group did a while ago, an outright massacre's gonna result."
Skyla then went forward and furiously kicked a discarded piece of mango aside. "We're gonna have to let the guests who had signed up to perform at my club tonight know what has happened and tell them that clubbing has been cancelled. We can't have our acts performing in this carnage."
She then stomped towards the destroyed interior of her club and began to have a meltdown. Jairo, Kiawe, Wilbur, Azul and Fernanda continued standing there, taking it all in until finally Fernanda broke the silence.
"We're gonna have to let Soleado and Zoie know about this at once," she said, "And also spread the word throughout the Sanctuary de Amazon. If we're gonna have those flying foxes viciously going on a rampage like this, someone's gonna get hurt or even killed."
"Good point, Fernanda, you head back to Soleado's tribe right away with Aurelio and his brothers," said Jairo firmly. Fernanda nodded and with that, she took off with Aurelio, Wilbur and Azul in tow. Turning to Mariposa and Kiawe, Jairo said, "You two, return home and tell our group leader what has happened while Skyla and I head for the Spix macaw tribe's territory to report this to Blu and Jewel and let Zephyr, Venus, Roberto and Brisa and the other Spix macaw couples that they will not be performing at our club tonight."
Kiawe and Mariposa nodded obediently and rocketed off in the direction of the chestnut-fronted macaws' home, leaving Jairo and Skyla with the trashed club. However, they did not set to with starting the clean-up of the club for they had more important things to focus on.
"Come on, Skyla, let's head over to the Spix tribe's ravine," said Jairo, "They have to know what you, Mariposa and Aurelio have witnessed at that club on the double."
"We'll have to tell this to the other birds as well," said Skyla as the couple flew away, "But the red and green tribes are still in the Pit of Games."
"Well, we'll head over to Felipe and Alonso's tribes' home patches last, dear," said Jairo and with that, the chestnut-fronted macaw couple tore through the trees in the direction of the Spix tribe's territory.