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"Well - in the case of that particular mink - it was very willing to talk to me. All I had to do was stay quiet and listen," Wraen explained, looking back at the good old times spent with that amusing oh-so-full-of-oneself little critter. She hoped that, wherever Nynka was now, she was faring well and that nobody had eaten her.

"Ummm... I don't think so. It could turn out that your innocent "cheep-cheep-cheep" turns out to be either a total gibberish or something super rude in the bird tongue. So - either you will be laughed at or you will make them super-angry," she suggested, having never thought about talking with birds herself.

"And very often the body speaks just as well as the words themselves. If you observe any creature long enough, you can learn about the way they communicate very well," she said. "In the end - follow your instincts," she concluded and winked.