Golden Glade Cock-a-doodle-bleep

The bird rolled it's head instead of rolling it's eyes, sighing. "Yes, wolf! Of course I said something!" he shouted impatiently down towards the wolf. Glaring down at them now. The bird inched along the branch to get a better angle above them, to look right down at them. And in case the wolf annoyed Tack...

"Do you know where this is, wolf?! Do you know where this is?!"