"... I dunno," she said after a moment, turning her beak down to the rod. She busied herself with prodding and pulling it experimentally before saying, "Does it have to have a name?"
The truth was it DID have a name. In fact, it had many names. Probably more than she knew outside of some deep, ancestral memory that she hadn't made any attempt to dig up.
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"... I dunno," she said after a moment, turning her beak down to the rod. She busied herself with prodding and pulling it experimentally before saying, "Does it have to have a name?"
The truth was it DID have a name. In fact, it had many names. Probably more than she knew outside of some deep, ancestral memory that she hadn't made any attempt to dig up.