Vanna: I don't really know about that...I mean, I've never heard anything like that from my parents, or from any other tigers I've met during my lifetime.
Dawn: That cow waitress must have felt terribly self-conscious.
Vernon: I take it a cow caught mooin' is a lot like how y'all feel about bleatin'?
Dawn: *nods* Or like your howling.
Zach: Iffin' yer friends imitation was good enough, I imagine that cow was purty mortified. She probably thought the whole restaurant was lookin' at her like she was the culprit.
Vernon: Still, that's such a...weird thang. It's such a specific question...y'all sure there ain't no basis behind it Vanna?
Vanna: Well...I mean....hmm...my father could do some pretty amazing bird calls. Of course, you'd probably expect that of a trained orthanologist.
Vernon: Wait yer Pa was an Otho...Othan...bird scientist type?
Vanna: *Nods* He's been working at the San Furnando Aviary as a vet since I was kitten. He's always loved birds, especially parrots and other birds that specialize in mimicry. Sometimes you couldn't tell the difference between his own bird calls, and the sounds of the actual native birds when he'd take us down to Aviary for the afternoon. But I just sort of assumed that...well...he's around birds all the time, so of course he's good at bird calls.
Dawn: Can you do any bird calls yourself Vanna?
Vanna: *Blushes slightly* Well...I mean...maybe a couple. The easier things I think. Like that weird noise riding Reahs make when trying to establish territory.
Zach: What's that sound like?
Vanna: It's like...a two-toned kind of groaning noise...like....*Imitates a reah's groaning sound with near-perfect accuracy.* Like that.
Zach: I...don't think I've ever heard one o' them birds make a noise like that...then again, the last time I had to deal with any reahs was...Ol' Mam' Klawsky's Reah ranch. And well...y'all remember how that went...
Vernon: *Chuckles* Oh mam', that the video Vanna shared on Furbook where y'all was screamin' like a she-wolf while that big bird chased y'all around the paddock?
Zach: *Furrows his brow and crosses his arms* Ugh...yes...Thanks fer that by the way Kitten.
Vanna: *Winces* Sorry Goofball...Ada made me...
Dawn: Can you do any more bird calls?
Vanna: A few. I mostly picked up the sounds of the birds that were my favorites at the aviary, like the secretary bird. *Vanna Mimics the strange almost honking noise of a secretary bird*, oh and the penguin, I always loved them. *Mimics a few different braying and whistling penguin calls with almost perfect accuracy.*
Zach: Wow...it's like I'm at the aviary myself...*Chuckles*
Vanna: *Blushes* Th-they aren't that good. I mean you guys could probably do it just as well as someone like me...
Dawn: Vanna, I don't know where you got the idea that bird calls were an easy or common thing to do, because it really isn't. Look...*Dawn attempts to mimic one of the calls and fails miserably.* *Coughs*. See?
Zach: *Attempts to whistle like one of Vanna's penguin calls, and also fails* How was that?
Vernon: Y'all tryin' to whistle along to a tune er' tryin' to make a bird call there?
Zach: I was tryin' to do that penguin call like my Kitten did. Was it that bad?
Vernon: I think that would scare off purty much any penguin y'all tried it on...er' get ya attacked like when that Reah went after ya.
Zach: Yeah, well...I ain't plannin' on goin' to any aviaries any time soon, that's fer sure. Last thing I need is a whole flock of different birds descendin' on me with a cold, bird fury...
Vernon: Y'all just described a scene from my nightmares. *Glances at Dawn*And y'all wonder how me and my brother can sometimes eat birds. *Chuckles*
Dawn:*Shakes her head* *Chuckles*
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