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‘Hello, hello, Ronnie. You are not now afraid? You are a brave fledgeling - Girl Child, we should name you.
I am not alone, we are many birds. You express surprise when I talk, have you not met talking birds?’
‘Yes I have, but only caged birds - parrots and mynahs. Their talk is like baby talk. They only repeat what humans say to them.’
'H... huuumans, what do they know?' rasped Mobo, as he fluffed up his feathers and gave her an angry glare.
‘You speak of prisoners! Unhappy, bored captives. Why should a bird speak to you when you do not listen? We do not talk to each
other in these sound
waves, only use them
for plaything, it is art, my polyphonic ring tone ...'
‘I’m sorry, I don’t quite understand,’
interrupted Saffron in confusion.
What was this crazy little creature going on about?
‘We do not speak to each other in long-wave - sound travels too slow. Have you truly never spoken with free birds?’
‘No!’ she replied. ‘And I don’t think anyone else has either! It would have been on T.V. if they had - on the discovery channel or something like that.’