Silvertip Mountain Guide me great wisdom

If Comet had thought he was the one that was about to get jumped, he was in for a shock and FitzDutiful leaped into the air and flung himself backwards. He had felt a shadow pass over his head but thought nothing of it. He hadn't wanted food so why would he be looking for birds. The last thing he had expected was one to land in front of him and... talk to him. Maybe he should stop hunting birds if they spoke too. There was something disturbing about eating something you spoke to.

"I... um" he was lost for words. He looked around, just to be sure there wasn't a wolf pulling a prank on him and the bird wasn't there by chance. He couldn't see anyone and so he took a very cautious step closer. "You... are talking... to me?" he felt a need to clarify before the bird's question was answered.

Presumably it was answered affirmatively and FitzDutiful nodded to answer his question. "You could say that. My mate has run off. She's heavily pregnant with out children and realy should be at home relaxing. I think pregnancy made her hormones a bit funny but we were going to work it out. She disappeared last night so maybe she is sleep walking." Deny the truth. Do not think the truth and guilt cannot be interpreted.