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‘Affirmative. Mobo will converse with Ronnie - at any time. We too need much contact. We must learn more of humans - if we are to share the air and the earth.’
He gave her advice about the use of her mobile. They would use dead numbers for contact and change them every week or so. She vowed to follow his directions. He’s the expert, she thought, and there’s too much at stake if I stuff things up.
‘Mobo also has news - something to reveal - a surprise for Ronnie - ready now?’
She nodded, hoping it wasn’t any more of his phone tapping. His crest was raised but he made no sound. Nothing exciting happened for a few minutes.
Then she was totally blown away! A mob
of Mobo clones flapped, fluttered and swooped into the glade. They headed straight towards her. She stifled the urge
to scream. They were using her as a landing
strip. Perhaps that was a good idea - at least she was soft. Some of them virtually crash
landed and one got a bit tangled in her hair. ‘Ronnie, my friend. Mobo and Telara ...’ Saffron
followed his head movement and saw another discreet bird perching several metres away,
‘... are pleased to introduce our fledgelings.’ ‘Thanks ... congratulations!’ said Saffron who, despite her family's strangeness, was well
brought up. ‘They are all very handsome.’