What does Meyve like?
She loves dragonflies
harlequin fruit
making leaf dragonflies
bright colors
sun rises and sun sets
the sunshine
rainbows
rain
nature
harlequin fruit charm
shining objects
humming songs
watching things
mornings
music
What does Mayve dislike?
Meyve doesn't like very loud noises
being grabbed
thunderstorms
people taking to many harlequin fruits
night-time
cold things
being cold
being ignored
people harvesting during the night
being kept awake
~ I walked out of my nest inside a harlequin tree and stretched my wings. It was a beautiful misty morning, the other birds were starting to wake up and sing their songs, and I looked around the grove of trees. Everything was perfect as the mist flowed around the forest ground. I climbed out onto a branch and sat in peace as dew drops formed on my feathers and the mist disappeared and the sun rose, turned the lavender leaves a series of vibrant oranges, yellows, and reds. I sighed happily as the sun broke through the leaves and warmed me up, it was the best time of the day, and I started to stir and wake up more. Once the sun had taken its place up in the sky and then I took off from the branch in search of a nice piece of fruit for breakfast. I saw a great looking harlequin fruit and landed to eat it. I savored every bite, not matter how many times I ate them they were always as sweet ever. I flew around a while, dodging in and out of trees and flying as fast as I could, and stretching my wings. I went about my normal routine, surveying the trees and making sure not to many harlequin fruits had been taken, watching the dragonflies buzz around the tree tops and making a few more leaf dragonflies, until the people came.
I was chasing after a dragonfly that had landed on my tail unexpectedly and as soon as I was catching up with it I flew into a net. I hooted in alarm as I fought to get out but only got more tangled in the stuff. My claws ripped the netting and I tangled it as I beat my wings in panic and what fruit that had been collected in it was squished and to make things worse the people had started yelling and running over. I chirped and hooted to them, hoping they would help me get out but they waved their arms and yelled at me. It really spooked me and only made my struggles more frantic, in the process spraining my wing, until one of the human's cruel hands tore me from the net and tossed me in the air. I was used to this, I often got accidently got caught in their nets and after they freed me they gave me a little toss to help me fly away, but there was nothing gentle or nice about them or the toss they gave me. I tried to get into the air and rest my wing and drive them away, but my wing hurt so badly I couldn't fly. I landed on the grass and got to my feet to look at the people, but I barely got one glance before I had to run the other way. One of the people, the one who ripped me from his net, chased after me and waved his arms around; shouting at me. I hooted at him and ran as fast as I could and tried to fly away the whole time but I couldn't, luckily he gave up and headed back, but I was left on the ground. Defenseless and terrified I stared around, it was like an alien world to me, I saw long grasses and dead leaves, but nowhere suitable for me to hide and rest my wing. I walked over to a tree and looked up it, they seemed so much taller down here, and I doubted I could get up but I knew I had to try. I jumped onto the trunk and dug my claws into the wood and flapped my good wing in an attempt to stable myself but it was no use. I tumbled backward and was left staring up the base of the tree into the purple leaves. I got up and looked back over to the people gathering fruit and sighed, they were my last chance.
Dragging my feet, I walked over to the group of humans and tried to get one's attention. I didn't like resorting to the help of humans that had been mean, but if I could just get into a tree I would be fine. Giving a hopeful chirp, I flapped one wing and hopped around. One person glanced my way and waved a hand to shoo me way, but I didn't leave, and it made an inpatient sound and waved its hand again. I glared at the human, now very angry, and decided that it would help me anyway; willingly or not. I walked over to its leg and jumped onto it, digging my claws into the fabric and biting it to help stable myself, while it shrieked and danced around. I made lots of progress this way, though it wasn't helping by hopping around. Stop jumping around like that! I chirped at it, You're not making this any easier for either of us! After long minutes of jumping and shrieking, biting and chirping, the human grabbed me and tried to pull me off. I dug my claws in deeper, Hey! I squawked at it, I'm trying to climb up you and pulling me off wont help me or you! It finally got a hold of my tail and held me at arm's length. I squawked at it and tried to pull myself up but it was too hard. Then another set of hand grabbed me and I was held right side up, I didn't thrash as much as the hands stroked my back, then I was lifted into a tree. I shook myself and looked back to the human who had put me up, it was a young boy, smiling at me. I considered the thought of scaring them away, but I had an idea instead. I climbed into the tree and picked a bunch of harlequin fruit and climbed down, the boy was still there, so I offered it to him. He smiled again and took the fruit and picked one from the bunch and offered it back to me. I was a bit confused, most of the people just said something and left, but this one was different. I took the fruit in my mouth and nodded to the boy before I climbed into the tree and ate the fruit, I liked the young human; he was kind and generous. I flexed my sprained wing and winced a little but I was able to fly so I took off from the harvesters and went back to my nest and settled down for a nap and right before I drifted into sleep I decided I would look for the boy again and properly thank him with a present.
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~ I sat happily on a branch, eating harlequin fruit, and watched the birds fly through the trees. I ate the last bite of fruit and reached for another and picked it off it's stem and there was a piercing sound that almost made me fall off my perch. I stood, wide eyed, and stared at the fruit. I inspected it and turned it over and over but I found nothing so I shrugged and took a bite only to have the same sound spook me. I squawked and threw the fruit away from me. I looked around, What is going on? I thought, completely confused. The sound happened again and I flinched and stared at the direction it had come from. I knew I had to get to the bottom of this so I flew toward the sound as it happened again and again. I soared above everything and tried to find what was making that scary sound. I flew until I saw something that nearly made me drop right out of the sky. There, laying in front of me, was a harlequin tree that had fallen. But this was a huge tree, providing lots of the fruit here, and there was no way it could have just fallen. I landed on the trunk to inspect it more closely, and I walked down the trunk and came to the end, I saw that something had chopped this tree down. I stared at it, one of the biggest trees in the grove, no longer being able to make fruit for the bird and other creatures that lived here. I dug my claws into the wood in anger, what could possibly be so stupid to kill a tree? An for what? I thought, looking back at the empty leave that held no fruit. Just to harvest all of the fruit?! I took flight to search for, and give a piece of my mind, the thing that had cut down that tree.
As I searched for the tree killer I came across more downed trees, mainly the biggest ones that made the most fruit, and each time I got even angrier as more trees were cut down. I even found a birds nest, one egg broken and the parents close by and depressed and miserable, which was the last straw. I whizzed through the trees, flying through leaves and branches until I found a large sack filled with harlequin fruit and I knew it was the fruit from the killed trees. I looked around for the human, which I now knew it was responsible for this, and I was startled by the sound of a tree being cut.
I flew as fast as I could and spotted the human with an axe, bringing it back to chop at the tree again, and I dive bombed him. I scratched at his face and soared back up to dive at him again as he looked around, trying to find me but still getting ready to swing, so I torpedoed down and grabbed the terrible contraption and snatched it from his hands. He yelled and shook his fists at me but I just screeched at him and dropped the axe so it stuck out of the ground close by him. He shrieked and jumped away but I was on him in a second and beat my wings against his head, hoping to literally knock some sense into him, until he fell to the ground. I landed on the axe handle and glared at him as he got up and stared at me. He got his courage up and walked over to me and yelled and waved his hands but I screeched at him and held out my wings and he backed away. It occurred to me that he didn't understand what I was furious about so I grabbed the axe and flew it into a tree, where he couldn't get it, and I flew back to the last tree he cut and grabbed a handful of the wood chips and brought them back to him. I held them up and he just stared as me, I rolled my eyes and landed on the ground and walked over to the gash in the tree and held up the wood chips from it and screeched and shook my head, he still looked like he didn't understand so I dropped the wood chips and flew into the air and nodded to the direction he had came and, keeping me in sight, walked along. I herded him to the tree with the destroyed nest and landed by the nest. He looked at it and, finally, I saw he understood. He scratched his chin and then came over to the nest and picked it back up and placed it in between a branch in another tree and then carefully picked up the remaining egg and put it in the nest. I nodded and then had an idea, I'd seen humans with pet dogs give the dog a treat when it did something they asked or liked so, I picked a harlequin fruit and gave it to the man. He smiled and laughed. As he left the forest he took his sack of fruit and gave me a hand full and put the rest on a flat rock before he waved his hand and left. I smiled and thought how lucky it was that I could get this human to understand and change his ways, and happily bit into the fruit. Continuing my day where I left off.
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