Outside the tree containing Diaglo, the owner of the tree itself was just coming in. However the bird didn't go inside yet. Instead, perched on the branch outside for it had been talking with somebody. The owner of the tree was none other than that same bird wearing the leafy cloak and it was the same bird that Diaglo had spotted near the sanctuary border!

The bird was small, about the size of a teenager younger than Diaglo and accompanying her was an older, adult female macaw. This macaw is a bright, red-orange Cuban Red Macaw, one of the macaw species apparently listed as extinct by the humans. Her emerald eyes were filled with surprise apparently as she conversed with the young girl. "So you're saying that you found a male spix macaw with glasses in the river during the storm and he's inside your hollow right now?" She chuckled slightly. "Ah no offense Vivian honey, but I think the storm must have jumbled your mind up a bit."

The figure turned her head to the adult in protest. "But I'm telling the truth, Rosita! I saw a bird nearly drowning in the river and I had to help - Good thing Sunset and Perry helped me grab him or the river would've eaten him!"

Rosita tilted her head in concern. A bird nearly drowning is never a good thing and it is to be worried about. "Oh dear.. I hope that spix boy is alright. I've heard of macaws developing fear of water after their near drowning." She patted Vivian's shoulder and looked serious. "Do our leaders know about this?"

"Yep. Perry's flown off to let them know and Orton's coming here once he's finished bathing." She turned to her hollow. "But for now it's up to me to watch him. He was so drenched.. So I set some tinder on fire to warm him up." She winced and glanced at Rosita as they went inside the tree. "You should've seen his back, Rosita. It was a mess, I think lightning must have struck him which could be the reason why he fell into the river -" Vivian had stopped, eyes wide.

"He's been struck by lightning?! Oh my.. Goodness?" Rosita stopped as soon as she saw what Vivian was looking at.

At the room containing the best he was in, Diaglo was staring. Blinking rapidly at the sight before him, squinting. The birds were silent… Until Vivian realized something. Slowly she reached her covered wing into a 'pocket' built in her cloak and she pulled out a pair of black roundish square glasses - The ones Diaglo had thought he lost. The latter had gasped and carefully sat up to not irritate his injury any further. He shakily held out his wings as Vivian handed the eyewear over. "I believe these are yours?"

Diaglo said nothing at first as he was putting on his glasses. Once they're on his beak, his vision was enhanced and he got to see the blurry figures of green color turn into a bird; The cloaked bird he saw earlier. Diaglo's eyes widened. "H-Hey, I know you.. You're that bird I saw at the barrier! And... This must be your home. You must have saved me from that river, too." Diaglo's feathers smoothened from their temporary bristling and he relaxed. "Thank you,"

Vivian smiled underneath her hood. "You're welcome," She said, and then Rosita came up slowly studying Diaglo from head to toe with a 'Hmm'. The cerulean male gaped slightly as the female studied him. Recognition filled his eyes as he took in her uncommon red, orange and blue plumage. "Cheese and sprinkles! A-Are you a Cuban Red Macaw? But your species was declared extinct in the nineteenth century!"

At this, Rosita raised her head to shoot him a strange look. Then she laughed. "Oh, young one yes, you got my species name. But as for that extinct thing, I doubt you should be calling it now because I'm standing here," She gestured to herself with her wings. "And there's a small clan of my kind and I'm part of it - Me, my kids and my Jamaican Red Macaw husband!" She mused, tittering at the surprised expression on Diaglo's face.

Vivian giggled and she tilted her head at Diaglo. She used a wing finger to push Diaglo's lower beak back up. "Surprised much? Yeah believe me, my family and I were beyond shocked too. And the Cuban Reds aren't the only ones you'll see," She winked to which Diaglo looked overwhelmed with awe. He can't believe it! The Cuban Red Macaws aren't extinct! And according to Vivian there are possibly more than that! How could nobird tell him that there were extinct species in the sanctuary…

A thought had suddenly crossed Diaglo's mind and his excitement vanished. He didn't get to ask in the first place since there's nobody here. "Where am I?" He questioned, to which Vivian and Rosita paused to glance at him. Before they could answer, Diaglo had gingerly stood up and he slowly got out of the nest.

"Woah! Careful now! Your back's still recovering.." Vivian went to his side in an instant to help him walk on. Rosita was at Diaglo's other side using her wing as his support while she explained. "Right now you're currently in Vivian's tree and as for where you are altogether, you are in our territory which is at the farthest part of the jungle, far down the Amazon river and away from the macaw tribes!"

"…What?"

Diaglo turned as still as a stone at Vivian's words, causing the Rosita look concerned as a mother would. "Oh my, did I say something wrong dear?" Diaglo didn't say anything, his eyes growing wide and he started breathing uneasily. While he was too shocked to respond, Vivian had figured out the answer and she looked worriedly towards Rosita. "I think I can explain. You see, I was on patrol with the team and I saw that boy in the mango plantation next to the barrier surrounding the tribe macaws-!"

She was unable to finish for a shrill scream escaped Diaglo's beak and he disappeared, a dark cerulean blur flying rapidly and going deeper into Vivian and Rosita's territory. Vivian's expression turned alarmed and she was immediately outside the hollow with Rosita. "Oh no this can't be good, he could get lost! We have to catch that tribe boy before he runs into Jorge..." She stopped herself from saying more about and she hastily shoved off her leafy cloak, passing it to Rosita in her frenzy.

"Vivian wait! I'll help you catch him!" The older female gasped out. After quickly putting away the cloak in Vivian's hollow, she made rushed fly after the now exposed teenager that was Vivian; The lapis blue colored macaw flying on with her mind filled with panic for the other spix macaw.