Rosewater Oasis Concrete colony

his question cracked like a whip in the heat of desert air, and she let her beak clatter in thought. 

truthfully she knew little of the wasteland company, but he did not need to know that. she had gathered pieces of information in idle gossip with other fauna of the lowlands, but lacked specifics. no matter, she could forge her own truths.

"they be coyotes. keep to the desert mostly. not fond of wolves," and that was about the extent of what she knew of them. but this information was bland, and she intended to sweeten the pot with her own fanatical beliefs. 

"they are being invaded by the savages of the north," she let out with a wild glint in her eyes. "they come for the land. there be a war soon."