Neverwinter Forest Baby, fineness is the way to kill

Speedy heard a voice from above and was surprised to see it came from a bird perched on a branch in the tree next to her. She didn't normally talk to birds; she usually just ate them, but no bird had ever tried to talk to her either. She studied to winged creature curiously for minute. It was awfully brazen of her to try and converse with a predator, but Speedy wasn't really one to judge others for taking risks. Finally, deciding it might be interesting to have a conversation with a hawk, she said Um, hey, Sonny. I'm just watching that herd of deer, she said, lifting her head towards the herd with her words. I'm Speedy, she offered a second later with a small smile.