Golden Glade Cock-a-doodle-bleep

Those were definitely words, though Bat found them difficult to decipher due to the high pitch. Her ears quivered in annoyance, though she was majorly intrigued by this development. Her homesickness fell to the side as she pushed herself upright, blinking wet, glittering eyes at the screeching bird.

"Do you know where this is?!" it—he? Let's go with that—shouted down at her in his tiny mosquito whine of a voice.

"Um... I don't know the name. But," she continued, sniffling even as she sorted through her jumbled thoughts a bit, "I live a little to the south and east of here." She swallowed the lump in her throat when reminded that she no longer hailed from Drageda. "Why, are you lost?"