Weird tribal birds who live in the clouds and tend to keep wanderers prisoner. I woke up in a prison once, and they're pretty harsh. Their home is beautiful, and they almost look like their habitat int he form of a bird. Maybe one day I'll draw it.
They don't speak any language that we can speak, but they make what they want clear. I'm still not sure why or how I ended up int heir realm, so high in the sky, but I'm glad I haven't come across them again, they're quite ruthless.

Art and species belongs to me.