Heron Lake Plateau another five more short graybles

Her next question veered away from the topic, and earned a small squint. Evidently his explanation was enough to deter her from questioning his abilities further, but to redirect to ptero of all things — he shook his head, but then stopped as he considered the question a little better. He motioned the ptero alphabet (or a quick and messy version of it) to spell: F-A-R-T, and then after a pause to think, he wrote: B-U-T-T-S.

With a small snort, Screech watched his sister and carefully enunciated, I can spell some stuff, but I'm out of practice. Was she going to teach him something? For all he knew, ptero was limited to just spelling stuff out and Screech couldn't figure out a use for such a language. Then again, it had been ages since they'd tried to talk with it, and maybe Towhee had developed other signs that he didn't know about — which was, in this case, true.