The Watering Hole of the Arco Iris' flock territory is an amazing sight. Like the plunge pool back in the Spix territory, the pool of water had lily pads and a waterfall, albeit it is smaller than the one Diaglo had known in the sanctuary. In fact, the falls was small and smooth enough for birds and even chicks to 'slide' down it! And like Vivian had described to Orton earlier, the pool was surrounded by a ring of strawberry guava trees. Flock members can be seen perching on the branches chatting or snacking; Diaglo could make out Sunset, Perry and Rosita and her big family.

Vivian was beaming with so much joy, she swooped down extremely close to the surface and came back up with her front wet with water. Diaglo looked impressed with the skill, and the place itself. "This is amazing! It's like the waterfall back home!" Vivian giggled and they landed on a branch. "I knew you'd like it," She chirped. "Everybody in the flock comes here everyday! It's a perfect place to play and relax!"

She plucked a strawberry guava off a branch and handed it to Diaglo. "The strawberry guavas here are delicious! We can only find them around the Watering Hole here!" The cerulean male took the fruit in his wings and gazed at it in awe. Strawberry Guavas aren't that common even in the sanctuary. Seeing one right now made Diaglo lick his beak, he felt like sinking his beak into the fruit right now.

He eventually bit into the fruit and he hummed at the strawberry/passion fruit taste of its juices. It tasted so good.. He liked it. "You're so lucky to have these in your territory," Diaglo purred as he nibbled into the fruit. Vivian smiled and she turned to Orton and Nicholas. "You can thank these two for finding us a good home! The Watering Hole has been around ever since I was born!"

The two leaders smiled with succession and Nicholas had wrapped a wing around Orton. "Glad you like our home so far. I know it's not as.. Similar to wherever in the sanctuary you came from.." Nicholas had sounded somewhat uneasy in mentioning the word 'sanctuary' but quickly got rid of it. "But Orton and I at least hope the place is good for you, comfortable until we could discuss your going home."

"Oh! This place is nice, I really love it sirs! It's the best!" Diaglo strongly assured through a beakful of strawberry guava before he swallowed. "The food and trees here are good, just like all of you living here." He sighed wearily and smiled at the thought of going home. He'll have to tell his family about Arco Iris. "My family will be so delighted to hear about you guys!"

At this, Nicholas frowned and averted his gaze, while Orton and Vivian shared uncomfortable looks. "Well about that.. All of us birds of Arco Iris don't interact with tribes of macaws and birds that much."

Diaglo looked shocked. He remembered seeing Vivian lurking near the sanctuary.. But then she never exactly interacted with the tribes in the sanctuary then. It was Diaglo himself who confronted Vivian after all. But why? "So.. You don't interact with tribe birds? How come?"

Nicholas sighed and stress was visible in his arctic pools. "It's because some of our members have had issues with tribe macaws." The Hyacinth gazed upon the other birds frolicking in the pool. "Honestly me and Orton along with the birds who were first with us in coming here have nothing against the tribes" Orton nodded along to Nicholas' words as he spoke on. "But as time flew by and our flock progressed, we have either found, or were joined by lost and troubled birds... Most of which, have had problems with the tribes they came from or have lived amongst."

The Hyacinth gestured a wing to the blue and gold Perry as he dove into the water and floated on the surface. Sunset had clapped her wings and dove in beside him, the duo casually paddling on like a pair of colorful ducks. "Perry over there was separated from his parents and tribe when the Blue and Golds warred against the Blue Throated. And Sunset, when the Spix and Red macaws began to quarrel with each other and started their rivalry."

Nicholas and Orton slowly turned to Vivian who looked saddened knowing where their words are headed to. Orton was quick to hold Vivian in his wings and he whispered to Diaglo. "…We've lost Vivian's brother Varian to the red macaws where Jorge found his body near their tribe's territory."

Diaglo flinched in hearing Jorge's words were true. But yet.. He seemed so hostile to Vivian for a reason related to tribe macaws. It didn't make sense - Vivian couldn't have come from the tribe, she never was! And plus, he's the one who found her brother.. Shouldn't he be sympathising with her?

"Jorge hated tribe macaws... Did he have issues with his too?" Diaglo quietly asked.

Nicholas and Orton looked at each other. "The Military and Buffons macaw tribes were in great conflict once." Said Nicholas in a low tone. "Jorge and his parents were never a part of the Military tribe and they never knew about them - Until Jorge's parents accidentally crossed Buffons macaw territory and the patrols have seen them.."

Diaglo flinched sharply in getting the idea at once. "The Buffons macaws killed Jorge's parents…" He finished for the two adults and they nodded sadly. Then Orton rolled his eyes and glared aside. "But as terrible as his past is, that doesn't give him the right to vent on other birds just for coming from tribes. I've seen members with worser cases but they're no trouble unlike that Jorge." He muttered in dislike. "Yes some of our members were formerly from tribes. But just because their history is such, doesn't mean that they are automatically bad birds."

Nicholas had shot Orton a look of offense to which the kakapo/kea hybrid sighed. "I'll tell you about it in the hollow," He promised, despite the suspicious look never leaving Nicholas' face for he realized that Orton had kept something from him. Unknown to him, Jorge's recent taunting of Vivian had enough - He's going to tell Nicholas tonight. But first he's going to let his beloved friend relax, and let Diaglo get to enjoy the Watering Hole. Which is exactly what he did.

Diaglo continued to snack on strawberry guavas and talk to Vivian while under the watch of the two leaders, who were snuggling against each other; Nicholas feeling much calmer and relaxed thanks to the nice environment and Orton's words of comfort. But then just as everybird is relaxed, the peaceful atmosphere is ruined by a screech full of panic and rapidly flapping wings.

"Nicholas! Orton!"

The elderly glacous macaw that told the flock's story at the gathering was panting, shrieking out the leaders' names. A dozen heads have turned to look her way, including Nicholas and the three with him. The Hyacinth's eyes widened in panic and he got to his feet, Orton looking just as worried with Diaglo and Vivian behind him. "Wendi! Madam calm down! Breathe..!" Nicholas helped the old lady macaw catch her breath. "Tell me, what's the matter? Why the rush here?"

Wendi could barely speak with her rapid gasping, lavender eyes filled with absolute terror and disturbance. But then her two Dominican Green and Yellow companions landed after her, the female was crying in grief while the male was visibly shaken. Nicholas grew more frantic. "What's going on?! Tell me this instant, Petrie!" He demanded from the male Dominican. One by one, all of the birds around the Watering Hole have crowded around in curiosity and concern.

Petrie had taken a deep breath. "Nicholas sir, it's the lost pistachio parrots! Jorge's found them… They're at the Gathering Tree right now." His voice contained no joy and relief when he said the news. The way the macaw had said it, it made the leaders stiffen with dread and they immediately dispersed for the Gathering Tree.