Sun Mote Copse Just like dust we settle in this town

"Oh my God," Wraen murmured, when Maia gave her some hints and she became aware of, what it was that her sister had in mind. "Beehive? With honey?" she guessed, almost sure that this had to be right. Though she knew that both wasp and hornet nests also buzzed, but she was not so sure about the vomit. She did not even know, what they ate, nor did she care to find out. Because the angry voices of those two beasts were enough for her to scram.

"You are disgusting," she told Maia with a smile. "I will have to think about a special rank for you, after we are done with this."