Sha'Rona leads them through the lively little village.
Women of all kinds greet the team fondly as they walk among them. Even the occasional forlorn-looking man pops into view to see the new arrivals, eyes flicking wide when they catch sight of Pip.
The team is led onto a small wooden platform, and Sha'Rona gives a sharp whistle, then tugs a hanging vine. The whole platform slowly lurches upward, hauled along the tree's length by living vines grown for exactly this purpose, and deposits them at a walkway tucked into the canopy.
They walk along rickety walkways high above the forest floor, Vuvi clutching onto the vines the whole way and refusing to look down, until they reach a treehouse structure half-hidden by branches and leaves.
Sha'Rona leads them inside, then gestures broadly. "My den. Welcome. Make yourselves comfortable. Touch nothing."
Everyone drifts in, silently marveling, while Sha'Rona slips away into a side room, followed shortly by the sounds of running water.
