Oh Finally!

The delicious strands of tastiest treats were disappearing into her holds and halls and being stripped and unwound. Different strands rich in grist and nutrients and vitalloys were unwound off into different internal digesters, refineries and in a few cases even parceled directly to her motiles for refreshing little zest and aid in digestion and cargo handling!

So many wonderful flavors!

Super long carbon chains that were extensive enough she could wrap herself up in them! So Gummy! So strong! Perfectly ready for splitting just to the lengths she needed!

Delicate filigree of ripe vitalloys from the flesh and integuments of the forest beasts. Wonderful! Spicy! Sweet!

Heart wood cells from some of the trees that she had passed on her approach. Oh it would have been so much work to get at that! Not even worth the grist!

Still living skins denatured and liquified out of the tasty little fluffy snacks that weaved all around her!? Oh she knew that waiting was going to make it so much better, now her motiles would not have to try and tear them apart after she swallowed them!

The processed and smelted blood and livers of things Tunie never actually identified or saw in her many transits through the forest!? Oh Yes!

She still had never figured out where the port got them! And they were so tasty and delicious for the mystery of it.

It was all oh so delicious!

Oh and a quick letter from her Best Crew!? This was such a great port stop!

Haha!

That was very sweet of them! Tunie fluttered a tremble inside and out with her ecologia and refactored her assumptions up and down her eyes. Her feathers fluffed ever so slightly but did not catch and pull on the aether.

And then she saw what she had never noticed.

Oh! Yes that was very interesting! Tunie and her Crew had never realized that about this particular port before!

How wonderful!

Knowing this made the entire hollow around the Port take on a different and beautiful light.

It reinvigorated what before she had been inferring in a duller and less complete manner.

It was a healthy port!

With a solid foundation in the hollow, the ecological interplays between its constituents and the feral wilderness were strong and had good currents of flow.

The host/ally of the port in the form of this particular grove and its many hateful weapons were powerful and heavy deep in potential. Why Tunie herself would be hard pressed to be able to get through their volume of influence if she did not have permission even at fullness of speed!

There was a good and proper amount of war and strife between the port and the wilderness beyond its allies. Nothing to indicate there was any danger of the terrible anger to run out of external threats.

Watching the ebb and flow and weave of all the ecological interactions and populations and asking herself and her eyes to consider their courses showed that should hold true in time for her next visit.

Well unless Tunie spent a VERY long time away.

But that would be very silly and she would warn her crew if they were taking too long.

Yes Tunie was confident this Port would remain healthy and good and able to make snacks for many many more visits!

And that was one of the best things!

It made the meal right now even tastier! So tasty she just had to flicker and flash a few feathers about to request that they start bringing her thirds and fourths!

She could already spot the vaporous outgassing of the port’s facilities cooking up new batches!

She also sighted stupid slow and dumb port cargo frieght departing a bit aways to feed the new onrush of demand!

Good!

Tunie did not want to have to wait for her fifth and sixth helping of her favorite snacks!

If they had to make more they should be starting to bring things already!

It made her momentarily grumbly and jagged tined, but there were soon several nice compliments and placations offered by the port all around her.

It was very clever that port things and passenger things could come up with something so similar as a way to talk without feathers.

Although Only her Crew and Her could sing here.

This port did not sing.

Ah this was absolutely scrumptious!

So many pre-refined polymers and compounds.

So many well packaged precursors for her many body parts.

It was so decadent and delicious!

She barely had to smelt, split or agitate any of this meal!

It was all clean, pure or prepotent in just the right way to slot into the many different intakes of her tummy!

Most of her motiles and sessiles were able to be fed practically immediately from the strands rather than needing to be processed, purified and remanufactured into accessible forms.

There were even a few weaves of matrix folded in and out through the strands that she could graft right into her skeleton!

She was humming and abuzz and joyous!

This was truly the most delicious and best of treats!

She would be able to let her eyes sleep and so many other parts of her rest and relax as her halls hummed and buzzed with the effortless activity.

It was not as good as a proper bath.

It was not quite the wonderful feeling of the brushie.

But good, warm, properly ordered and parceled food was so comforting and nice.

This was definitely one of Tunie’s favorite ports.

They just had such excellent snacks for her every time she visited.

It very nearly made the horrible awful close-in-no space she had to traverse to get here worth it.

Very nearly.