The Sunspire little star

"That sounded just like a conversation," Wraen commented and nodded, wondering for the first time, if birds of different species could communicate with each other just the same way wolves could with other wolf-like creatures. But then - what could possibly ducks have to say to owls? Their levels of intelligence each were on the opposite side of the spectrum. 

"But I came here to share a song. About those - wacks, wacks, wacks - I will show you them someday. Tasty as well, even if there is more feathers than actual meat," she returned to her initial reason of visiting. She closed her eyes and hummed for a little while, recalling all four verses of the song and happy that it had so many other that repeated themselves with minor changes. 

"So... ahem," Wraen cleared her throat, knowing well that it was no use. She could not rise above 50% of right tunes, even if her dear life would depend on it.

"Five little ducks went swimming one day,
Over the hills and far away.
Mother duck said, "quack quack quack quack,"
And only four little ducks came back," she paused an looked down at the kid. "Like it?" she asked.

Nursery rhyme - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Five_Little_Ducks