Northstar Vale Bye don't follow me!!

If there was one thing he was known for, it was his vocal range. Next would be the love of rocks, and after that his eagerness to sit on his brothers and sisters. There was none of that here - they weren't with him obviously - and without this outlet, Titmouse hadn't been himself. Maybe this was partly why he attacked the tree? Aside from the stress of their arrival to the vale, Titmouse just needed to wreck stuff.

So to that question he merely nodded. A second later he found his voice, showing a bit of enthusiasm was he rambled off his achievements: I used ta play with Chikadee an' Fox, but Liffey doesn't like it, an' I think Redshank is... I don't think he likes me. At this his ears fanned awkwardly from his head, and his tail thrashed behind him a couple of times, almost wrathful with his pent-up energy.