After a run-in with Ivy, a fellow Javan, which you were arguing with over her and her flock stealing food from the Pookoo, both of you found your way at a dead Dzo (which you both thought was just a dead tree) holding the mythical magic pod. Curious, you try to approach it, but the bird had other things in mind.

Hold on! You are NOT touching that thing, it could be dangerous!... Look, if you want your PRECIOUS POD so bad, I'LL carry it for you. BUT I want no more talk of these "Pookoo"...

But as soon as she grips it in her feet, the pod pops and in a puff of purple, replaces the once graceful looking bird with the small brown furry rodent of a Pookoo, but she's none the wiser.

The strange creature you made up, so we can get back to Javan Rock... Quit your staring, we need to- stops Woah... Wait, what's that smell? Why does everything smell like... A LOT?... notices herself and panics AH!!! Where are my beautiful feathers? Where are my beautiful WINGS? Oh, flexes her new toes what are these disgusting claws?!... angry What did you do?!