Petites frères des arbres /Men living in trees
a bridge of waht looked like woven wickerwood, elaborately constructed with handrails.
>arboreal humanoïds, nocturnal to judge by their eyes
there was a small, shrill, chattering sound about five feet tall, either pale skinned or covered with pale fur, gripping the bride rail with
undoubted hands, a flat but oddly humanoïd face, with a falt nose and red eyes.
>with a shrill birdlike cry…
>probably simians , athough more like tarsiers than apes.
>high above the forest, in a close-woven shelter of wickerwork and leaves
Chieri
angelical singing; fair face, long colorless hair waving around her eyes, a voice too sweet, too heart wreachinglichy sweet to be humain…
>There was a time when our folk travaelled, as yours do, between the stars. It may even be that all men are of one blood, back in the beginning of time, and that your people too are our little brothers, as with the furred people of the trees. (chapter 10 Darkover Landfal)
>We use this (starstone)for the training of our children. Mature, we do not need them.
>Taller than mortal, with great pale-gray eyes, almost silver, fair-skinned and dlecate of feature, with long slender fingers and bare feet and with long almost colourless hair floating like weightless silk about the shoulders