Mudminnow River Eridanus

a long, long uuuuuuhhhhh sound came out of yonder as he realized he was, yes, seen.

it morphed into the beginning of a sentence while his birdbrains cooked a reply:

uuuhhhyEAH! his croak was accompanied by a quick bat of wings. it was a nervous gesture - he wasn't yet gonna try flying, for the risk of being snatched out of the air.

i speak, yea, yea. words. sentences. all that. he was a tad frantic. you, uh, want to, um, hear something specific, ooor...?

hopefully, he could talk his way out of this one.