“Wasn't that his apartment?” Carmen asked.
“It wasn't his apartment,” Leroni replied. “It was your apartment. You and your friend can stay there as long as you like.”
“But where does Renier live?” Carmen asked.
Leroni pointed to the top of the city. “We live in our family apartment up there. Renier hasn't taken a mate, so he'll live with his family until he raises a family of his own. Then he'll move into a big fancy apartment up on the top tier where he can survey the whole city. It wouldn't work very well for a single male to live alone, would it?”
Carmen blushed, but she couldn't stop herself from asking. “Why hasn't he found a mate yet?”
“All the factions lost significatn numbers of females in the plague,” Leroni replied. “Renier must have told you that. That's why the Alphas went to the gathering hall. They're desperate.”
“But that gathering hall had hundreds of people in it,” Carmen pointed out. “They can't all be the supreme leaders of their factions. Renier said there were five factions. That means only five people should have attended the gathering.”
Leroni nodded. “Renier is our Alpha, but like I told you, he's the head of our family.Our other relatives have to stay involved in political matters. If anything happened to Renier and they had to step into the Alpha role, they need to know what's going on. Besides, most of them are desperate to find mates, too. They were so desperate they were willing to go see what the Romarie had to offer. They knew it wasn't a good idea, but they agreed to do it anyway.”
Carmen looked around. “But I saw lots of females here last night, and Renier said you have enough to regenerate your population without getting females from the Romarie.”
“We have females.” Leroni's light laugh rang off the city walls. “After all, I am a female. But Renier couldn't exactly mate with me, could he? I'm his sister. Most of the Alphas are in a similar position. The only females left of breeding age are too closely related to them. They have to look elsewhere. The Alphas of the other factions are in the same perdicament.”
Carmen shook her head and turned away. “I have a lot to learn about this place.”
Leroni laughed. “Take it one step at a time. You have all the time in the world to learn our twisted politics. There must be something much more interesting you want to learn.”
“As a matter of fact,” Carmen replied, “my friend and I need to learn about your food. Renier gave us a big steaming piece of raw meat to eat last night, but our species doesn’t eat that sort of food. We cooked it on the lamp, but I don’t suppose we can do that every day. This morning we found some fruit and something that looked like milk in a bowl. We need to find out about the food you have here so we have something to eat.”
Leroni laughed again. “All right. I never thought food could be such an issue, but then again, no one but Felsite has ever been here before. Come with me, and I’ll show you where to get that food.”
She led Carmen across the stretch of flat rolling countryside in front of the city to a river at the bottom. Rustling trees lined the banks, and grassy knolls ran down to the water. She showed Carmen all the trees bearing the fruit Renier left them, and she pointed out the plants with tuberous roots. Last of all, she stopped in front of big tree with rough bark.
Leroni raised her hand and flexed her fingers, and claws sprang out from the end of each finger. In front of Carmen’s eyes, she scratched the bark with her claws, and the tough wood parted into long slits. The white liquid Carmen found in the bowl in the apartment oozed out in beads, and Carmen touched her finger to it. She stuck her finger in her mouth. “Thanks. This is a big help.”
Leroni burst out laughing. “You’re a strange creature, aren’t you?”
Carmen had to laugh along with her. “This situation must seem silly to you.”
Leroni stopped laughing. “Not really. I don’t know how you’re coping with it the way you are. I can’t imagine how awful it must be for you and your friends.”
Carmen turned away. “Let’s not talk about that. I’m having too nice a time with you as it is. Tell me about Angondra. Tell me about the factions.”
“What would you like to know?” Leroni asked. “There’s the Felsite, the Ursidreans, the Avitras, the Aqinas, and the Lycaon. You know that.”
“I know,” Carmen replied. “Tell me more about them.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that,” Leroni replied. “The truth is the factions don’t know very much about each other. Most of us stay in our own territory. Only the Alphas travel to the other territories when they have to. Most Felsite have never even seen another Angondran.”
“But there were hundreds of different people at that gathering yesterday,” Carmen replied.
“They were Alphas,” Leroni replied. “They wouldn’t have been there otherwise. The only time the factions meet is to fight with each other or to negotiate a truce. If the factions hadn’t started fighting the Romarie, they would have started fighting each other.”
“Do they really fight?” Carmen asked. “I thought they were peaceful.”
Leroni shrugged. “Sometimes they’re peaceful and sometimes they’re not. The factions are too different from each other to get along very well. The Aqinas will tell the Ursidreans the Felsite said such and such about them, and the next thing you know, everybody’s marching out to war. Then the other factions get dragged into it, and before you know it, they have to get the Aqinas to negotiate a truce when it was the Aqinas that started the fight in the first place.”
Carmen rubbed her head. “How am I supposed to understand all this?”
Leroni patted her on the shoulder and laughed. “Don’t even try. I’ve been living here all my life, and I don’t understand it myself. Let’s go back to the city. I want to show you something.”
They strolled back over the meadows and hillocks to the foot of the city. Leroni stopped in the shade of a giant tree. “This is it.”
Carmen looked around. “What?”
Leroni pointed to a massive stone under the tree. “Do you see that hole?”
Carmen craned her neck and looked into a gaping black hole in the side of the rock. “What is it?”
“It’s an oven,” Leroni replied. “Our people use it to temper their stonework for building. They mix stone with mud and fire it in there.”
Carmen stared at it. “I didn’t know your people did that sort of work.”
Leroni shook her head. “That’s not why I’m telling you. Those tubers I showed you make a kind of powdery dust you can cook into other kinds of food.”
Carmen’s eyes flew open. “Do you mean like flour?”
Leroni waved her hand. “I don’t know what you call it. I’m just saying you can cook the tubers and eat them cooked, or you can grind them up into this dust and cook them into different kinds of food.”
Carmen stared at the hole and nodded. “I think I understand. Thank you so much for showing me this. It helps a lot.”
Leroni beckoned her around the other side of the rock. “And there’s this, too.” She pointed to a pit dug into the ground. Three big flat rocks with black soot marks lay on the ground around the pit. “We use this place for making flat bricks. We spread our mud mixture on these rocks and bake them over a hot fire. They make a hard flat brick.”
Carmen frowned. “What are you trying to tell me.”
“You said you couldn’t cook your meat over a lamp,” Leroni replied. “You could do it here. You could gather wood from the trees over there when you collect your fruit and tubers. Then you could bring it here and light a fire. You could cook your meat on the fire, and you could bake your food on the hot flat rocks.”
Carmen stared at her. Then she threw her arms around Leroni and kissed her on the cheek. “Leroni, you’re a genius!”
Leroni laughed out loud. “Listen to you! You’d think I just gave you a space ship to travel back home.”
Carmen brushed a tear away
from the corner of her eyes. “You don’t know what this means to me. Thank you so much.”
Leroni waved her hand. “Stop it. I didn’t do anything.”
Just then, Renier strolled down the steps from his apartment and caught sight of them. He came toward them and nodded at Carmen. “I’ve been looking for you. I got word that one of your friends has been found.”
Chapter 10
The palanquin stopped at the foot of a huge mountain, and Renier climbed down. “Where are we?” Carmen asked.
“This is the border to Avitras territory,” he replied. “We have to go on foot from here. The palanquin can’t go through the forest. It’s too thick, and the Avitras hunt these snails, as you call them. They won’t cross the border.”
Carmen followed him into the trees, and when she cast a glance over her shoulder, the palanquin sat flat on the ground with the snails nowhere in sight. “How will we get back?”
“They’ll come back when we’re ready to go,” he replied.
Carmen shook her head. “I don’t even want to know how you plan to call them back.”
They hiked straight up the mountain, through tight packed trees. Screeches and squawks from unseen creatures echoed through the canopy overhead. Carmen struggled up the steep grade after Renier, but she refused to let him see her fail.
Somewhere deep in the darkest forest, Renier stopped. Carmen doubled over to gasp for breath. Her lungs burned, and she dreaded the moment he told her they weren’t even close to their destination. All at once, he chopped at the air with his hand and hissed at her. “Shh!”
She help her breath, and Renier strained his ears to listen. Then, out of the blank canvas of trees all around them, dozens of Avitras dropped out of the trees with their double bladed staffs brandished before them. They surrounded Renier and Carmen and held them at the points of their blades.
A tall Avitras stepped out of the circle. Carmen recognized the frill of iridescent feathers surrounding his head and the haughty carriage of his stride. He was the one who fought Tinim at the gathering. He scanned Renier up and down with his sharp eyes. “You should know not to trespass on our territory, Felsite. We have the right to kill you where you stand for this transgression.”
Renier opened both hands to him. “You can see I come unarmed, Aquilla. I heard you have one of the Earth females among you, and this woman wished to see her friend. I would not trespass on your territory for any other reason. I trust your honor as Alpha of your faction to let them see each other.”
Aquilla’s eyes bored into Carmen’s face. “You have nothing to fear for your friend. She is welcome here, and we will take care of her as if she was one of our own.”
Carmen bristled. “I would still like to see her and talk to her for myself. Once I have determined for myself that she’s comfortable and wishes of her own free will to stay here, I will gladly leave in peace.”
His eyes blazed. “Do you think we are Romarie, who would keep a helpless creature enslaved? How dare you insult the Avitras this way!”
Carmen stood her ground. “Penelope Ann is hardly helpless. You must know that.”
He bristled. “I know that very well. I only meant...”
“I know what you meant,” Carmen told him. “I never implied you would keep her against her will. I only thought she might like to come stay with other humans. If you let me see her, I can talk to her about this myself.”
He fixed her with his sharp gaze. Then he nodded over his shoulder. “Very well. You may come, and afterwards you may go back where you came from.”
He whirled around, but instead of walking away, he levitated straight off the ground and disappeared into the trees with a rustle of his feathers. The other Avitras rose from the ground and took to the canopy after him until Renier and Carmen found themselves alone again. Renier sighed. “Good. We can go on.”
“How far away are we from....?” She broke off.
He jerked his head toward the top of the mountain. “Not far. It’s right over there.”
“They wouldn’t harm Penelope Ann, would they?” Carmen asked.
Renier set off through the trees with Carmen at his heels. “The Avitras have a strong code of honor. They would never treat your friend the way the Romarie did. If Aquilla says Penelope Ann is happy here, you can believe him.”
They climbed farther up the mountain, and just below the summit, the raucous cries in the canopy rose to a fevered pitch. Carmen peered up into the treetops when her eye fell on a shadow flit from one tree to another. She looked closer and noticed a tiny Avitras, no bigger than a squirrel, scuttle down one of the trunks. It stopped a hundred feet off the ground and stared at her with enormous eyes.
“Renier, look!” Carmen whispered, but at the first sound of her voice, the creature scurried back up the trunk and disappeared.
Renier turned just in time to see it vanish into the leaves. He nodded. “Right. We’re here.” He stopped next to another tree trunk and looked up. “Up you go.”
Carmen stared at him. “What?”
He jerked his head toward the trunk. “Get up there. You won’t see your friend on the ground.”
Carmen blinked. “How am I supposed to get up there?”
“Climb.” He pointed to the trunk. “See?”
She looked at the bark and noticed notches cut into the trunk. They formed a pattern of hand and footholds rising into the canopy. Carmen gulped. “Aren’t you coming with me?”
“I can’t.” He shrugged. “In the first place, Felsite belong on the ground, not in trees. I’ll stay down here. Besides, you’re the one who’s coming to visit. The Avitras won’t take kindly to me coming into their homes. Our people don’t get along so well, you know.”
Carmen looked up. Then she took a deep breath. “And do you give me your solemn word they won’t do anything to harm me?”
He smiled. “I wouldn’t let you go if I thought there was the slightest chance of that. You and your friend are strangers on this planet. You have nothing to do with any faction. The Avitras will welcome you the way they welcomed Penelope Ann.”
She nodded. “All right. If you say so, I’ll go.”
He stopped her with his hand on her arm. “Carmen....”
She raised her eyes to his face, but he looked down at the ground.
She kissed him on the cheek. “Don’t worry about me. I will come back.”
He nodded. “Take care of yourself. I wouldn’t want to lose you now that....” He trailed off.
Carmen smiled at him through a film of tears. “I know. I feel the same way.”
He turned away from the tree. “I’ll be waiting for you when you come down.”
Carmen put her foot into one of the notches and grabbed the trunk. The next minute, she hoisted herself into the air and started climbing. She panted and gasped again by the time she reached the canopy, but at the top of the tree, the branches spread out and sunlight filtered through the leaves. She hadn’t even stopped climbing before dozens of small Avitras surrounded her with hoots and screams. Their hands scraped the bark, and they chattered away to each other so fast Carmen couldn’t understand a word they said.
At the top, a platform stretched between two thick branches, and Carmen stepped on to it with a sigh of relief. She caught her breath and looked around her. The canopy spread as far as her eye could see, and hundreds of similar platforms dotting the branches on every side. Avitras of every age and color filled the trees. Mothers with their young clinging to their bodies lounged on the platforms. Glowing youths swung in the branches, and giant males sprang from tree to tree in rapid flight through their arboreal home.
Carmen stared at them in blank wonder. They presented such a curious picture, part bird, part monkey, part....well, they weren’t exactly part human, were they? At this close range, she noticed the similarities between the Avitras and the Felsite. Despite their differences, no one could mistake them for different species. One faction had golden m
anes, thick body hair, and claws. The other had bright feathers and could move through the trees with lightning speed. Underneath their differences, they were exactly the same.
The Avitras noticed Carmen in their canopy, and sharp cries echoed through the forest. The trees near her swayed, and Aquilla appeared with two of his lieutenants on either side of him. He wasn’t armed now, though. He landed with a light spring on a branch near Carmen. It bounced and swayed under his weight. He cocked his head at her and blinked his sharp eyes.
“Follow me if you want to see your friend.” He started to turn to go.
Carmen stepped forward and called after him. “You’ll have to move slower if you expect me to keep up with you.”
His head snapped around, and she feared he would fly into a terrible rage. But he only studied her with his fierce gaze and nodded. “You speak like your friend. I can see you have the same fighting spirit she has. Very well. I understand you can’t fly the way we do. I will walk plodding along like your Felsite friends.”
Carmen ignored his remarks and followed him as best she could through the trees from one platform to another. Many times, he had to stand and wait for her to negotiate a difficult crossing from one branch to another, or from one precarious foothold to another. Sometimes he stamped his foot in impatience, but he always waited without a word until she caught up.
He led her a long way through the canopy until they came to an even taller tree scraping the sky. Instead of platforms perched in its branches, a tidy house constructed of leafy sticks and vines sat perched in the crook of its great limbs, and a warm light shone through open panels in its walls.
Even from a distance, Carmen caught a glimpse of Penelope Ann’s golden tresses. Her heart skipped a beat, and she did her best to move through the trees as fast as she could. Aquilla didn’t bother to wait for her. He skipped up trunks and bounded from limb to limb. He gained the heights long before Carmen came anywhere near the house, and he disappeared inside.
He must have warned Penelope Ann of her arrival, because she came to the door and leaned over the railing to peer down at Carmen. Carmen lifted her face to her friend and cried out in joyful greeting. “Penelope Ann!”
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