arpy village and the great nest

Angela flew in a straight line with the beautiful harpy for about twenty minutes, then she saw the harpy village. It was a bunch of twig huts, built against a cliff, with an old, crumbling tower at the top, reachable by stairs carved into the stone. She could see about twenty small buildings, so it was most likely inhabited by about thirty inhabitants?

Angela: We flew in a straight line... aren't you afraid we'll be chased?

Harpy: We're being followed? Humans, no wings. How can you follow us here?

Angela: Well... it doesn't matter, so you live here?

Harpy: Yes, I live here, egg sister, you speak well, like the elders of the brood.

Angela: Thanks?

Angela had chosen not to lie; after all, she was a champion, and this harpy seemed very sexy... cough cough, friendly.

Angela noticed other harpies take flight and come towards her "savior."

They were quite similar, same bluish hats, young women with small breasts and ample thighs... mostly wearing clothes you'd imagine city dwellers would wear... who like to leave a lot of their backs exposed... not that she was complaining; she herself had had to place custom orders for her own clothes and armor due to the same problem with her wings. She wondered if they were part of their supposed plundering, but she couldn't deny that the real crime would have been not giving them to them; they knew how to wear tight, very revealing clothing.

Some of them carried pieces of equipment, light weapons that could be carried in flight, pieces of leather armor covering their thighs and arms. In short, in a certain sense, she was the strange one with the heavy armor. Fortunately, the sight of the sinuous bodies of these young harpies... cough cough... her wings were blessed by the celestial magic of her lineage, allowing her to be unhindered by the extra weight.

When they landed, they were immediately surrounded.

Everyone was curious about her, the strange harpy without the hands and feet of a bird of prey.

Harpy Ashi: Ashi thinks it's strange! Who is this? It's strange.

Harpy Olma: Olma looks dark skinned! From a very hot place!

Harpy Piupiu: Your wings! White! Beautiful! Teach me! Teach Piupiu

Harpy5: You, new tribal friend? Where does she find Prapi?

Harpy Prapi (the harpy who brought Angela here): Found near humans, I was taken away! Danger.

Harpy Xing: Xing asks for humans? Danger, flock?

Prapi: Few, they were following egg sister, I'm bringing them here to save them.

The various harpies called out to Prapi, congratulating him on his initiative.

Angela smiled, trying to figure out who to talk to. Meanwhile, several harpies emerged from their homes, most of them young, practically harpy girls.

Angela: May I ask who's in charge?

Prapi: Elders of the brood? They're in the old human tower watching over their father, they don't want us to climb up without permission.

Angela: So... we'll have to wait for them?

Prappi nodded.

Xing: You're a guest, egg sister from another flock! We can play a bit while we wait. Prapi sends in the young ones.

Prapi flew around the flock of youngsters, urging them to come back and do whatever the young harpies were doing in the house.

Angela: Play? What do you want to play?

The harpy who called herself Piopio leaned chest-first on his back, swaying her breasts against the base of his wings.

Piopio: Let's play big nest!

At those words, all five harpies began flapping their wings excitedly and gathered around Angela, their hands roaming over her body and her shell as they all repeated, almost singing, in their harmonious voices, "Yes, big nest!"

Angela wondered if this was a paradise-in-paradise made for her as the harpies dragged her toward the largest hut where a sort of nest-bed awaited. The harpies began trying to remove her armor with their ever-playful ploy, followed by Prapi, who grimaced in dissatisfaction at being the last to enter the "big nest" to "play" with the new arrival.

Prapi: Not fair! I found it!

Meanwhile, from the top of the old tower, an older harpy stared at the scene.

Old harpy: A daughter of the heavens... if she had a son with the husband from the brood...