Katherine & the Raptor Rooms
It was a Sunday afternoon, and Katherine had slept in after having had a successful "Caturday" event on Saturday. Although her primary business was her "Raptor Repair" service, and being a veterinarian, she also worked with other animals. Occasionally, she held "Caturday" events where she did special pampering services specifically for cats.
Today, Sunday, was her fun day, so she and I would explore a floor in Chambeau 137. Rebekah and I had recently explored floor 32, so today Kat and I would go see floor 34.
We took the elevator and ascended up to floor 34. We found the rooms on this level to be spacious. The rooms were tall, around 13 feet high. The walls, floor, and ceiling were the same midnight blue color, with a hint of glitter causing them to sparkle in the fluorescent lights, which illuminated the rooms like the moon. Floor 34 was like walking through the midnight sky.
We kept track of the number of rooms we passed through, so we could find our way back to the floor exit. As expected, the rooms were all mostly the same, until we came to room 8, which had framed pictures of covered bridges on the walls, and there was a passage in an incomplete corner.
We went through the passage, and found ourselves in a wooden shed. The shed was empty and made of rustic and weathered wood. Light came through the cracks, and we could barely make out the edges of the door. We pushed it open and we found ourselves in a serene and lush sparse woodland with rolling hills, tall grass, sparse shrubs, and interconnected streams and small rivers.
There were also various styles of covered or wooden bridges, as well as other small wooden sheds, which likely contained other passages to other places. There were no roads or paths leading to any of the bridges or sheds, all of which were seemingly placed and scattered about at random.
Kat and I got barefoot, leaving our footwear next to the shed we came out of. The ground and lush grass felt soothing to our soles as we wandered around. We waded into a stream, splashing at each other playfully. It was fun getting each other wet.
Then we sat on the edge of a bridge, cuddling each other, and stared at the serene scene before us. It was peaceful and tranquil here. The realm smelled of pine trees and damp earth, and we both felt aroused by the natural aroma.
Katherine and I laid down beside streaming waters, making a nest-like bed in the tall grass. She laid on her stomach and I massaged her back, starting with her neck and shoulders, slowly and sensually caressing her. I made my way down to her voluptuous butt, which I kneaded like I was tenderizing a rump roast. I drooled at the sight of her booty and I couldn't help myself - with a devious look on my face, I gave it a cute little smack.
As sensually as I could, I massaged every inch of her. I ran my fingers through her fluffy dirty blonde hair, getting myself lost in her floofy-poof softness. We got naked and exposed together, vulnerable in the outdoor space, and made passionate love right then and there.
After having a wildly hot and spicy orgasm, she passed out and I got up to take a few pictures of the area. There was no one around, so I went naked taking photos, my ding-dong a danglin', free as a bird.
When Kat woke up from her little cat nap, we got dressed and headed back to the shed where we put our footwear back on. As we left, we decided to name the realm "Streamlands", since the realm seemed to have an emphasis on streams, brooks, and rivers.
We returned through the shed passage back to the 8th room on the 34th floor of Chambeau 137, and we continued exploring rooms. When we came to the 13th room, we found that it was decorated with ornate bird cages, and there was a passage in one of the corners.
Intrigued, we went through the passage and found ourselves in a regal room adorned with ornate golden trim on midnight blue walls. The walls had flowering tree branches growing from them, and there was a frame in one of the walls that appeared to have a night sky with a full moon illuminating the room. We had walked into a surreal and enchanting evening room of regality, and it was fit for royalty.
As we explored, we found that the rooms in this dimension varied in size as well as color and types of flowering branches. However, all were adorned with regalia.
We eventually came to a room that had a hawk, an eagle, and an owl perched on various branches. All three appeared injured in some way, but they were resting and healing. On one wall, there was a frame with a starry night sky and the full moon illuminating the room.
Just as Katherine stepped closer toward the owl, a fiery orange phoenix appeared in the night sky frame, rising with grace and majesty. Spreading it's wings, it floated into the room through the frame. It looked at both of us and nodded, acknowledging our presence there. I felt seen, and Kat felt empowered.
Then, the phoenix went to the owl, and from it's mouth it spewed a turquoise dust onto the owl. The owl had a broken wing, but as the phoenix dust absorbed into the owl, it's broken wing healed, and the owl was restored and rehabilitated. It flew out through the frame and vanished.
The phoenix did the same thing with the eagle and the hawk, and both flew away, restored and rejuvenated. Finished with it's work, the phoenix gave Kat and I another glance of empowerment, and then the phoenix ascended with elegant grace and majesty through the midnight frame.
Amazed, Katherine and I side-eyed the living shit out of each other. We had the same idea and knew what to call this place... the "Raptor Rooms".
As we began to make our way back through the Raptor Rooms to the exit, we speculated about the realm of raptors. It seemed that the phoenix was an entity that came and healed injured birds. How did the injured birds get there, and where did they go once rehabilitated?
We exited the Raptor Rooms and made our way back down to floor 0 and out of the extradimensional Chambeau 137. Katherine had a sick hawk with a broken wing she was caring for, so she would bring it to the Raptor Rooms to see if it could be rehabilitated.
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A few hours later, Katherine returned with a giant grin on her face with a restored and rejuvenated hawk that was now ready to be released back into the wild.
Katherine now had an interdimensional method for her to heal her patients in a fraction of the time. She decided to rename her service from "Kat's Raptor Repair" to "Kat's Raptor Rehab".
She told me about how she went to a random Raptor Room, placed the injured hawk on a branch, and waited. After an hour or so, the phoenix showed up and worked it's magic, and the hawk was restored.
So it was from then on, Katherine was a healer of broken birds who worked with a rising phoenix, using the Streamlands as a place to aid recovering birds to learn to fly again.
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The day we discovered the Raptor Rooms, I printed out and framed a photo I had taken of our special spot in the Streamlands while Kat was passed out after we made love:
