Bluebirds Fall
Northern mockingbird. ruby-throated hummingbird. great blue heron. the cardinal's our state bird, but i think the heron should be. but they're both ... very dignified." the mouse considered. "i mean, there are flashier birds, you know.
New Kid In Town - Part 2 - Jacking Practice
He'd already read _to kill a mockingbird._ sure, he'd been ten years old at the time but he was confident he'd remember enough to write an assignment on it.
Seamless
The mockingbirds, too, and their ever-changing tunes. to no avail. (the bats against the pink clouds got his attention for a few seconds, though.) instead, entirely rapt on the white-furred figure a few paces to his left.
Shadow of The White Citadel- Chapter Eleven
He mentions conspiracies all the time and says there's something called operation mockingbird as a ploy to control the media. he, apparently, is the only one not falling for it."
Photogenic
Neither heard the mockingbird landing in the branches above them, sensing that he would soon have new material to steal. those mammals looked excitable. and excitable mammals, the bird knew, were prone to noises.
Fruitful
Outside, the mockingbird mimicked a frog, a finch, a flurry of things. it could actually mimic squeaks and chitters. and that was field and adelaide's fault. they'd only encouraged it. too many times of leaving the windows open while they made love.
Story of the Night Children
Her voice was like a mockingbird's song. i almost didn't answer. "uh...yeah that's me," i finally mumbled. she giggled at my shyness, while the man shook my hand.
Day to Love
Whenever i moaned or crooned like a mockingbird, he knew that whatever he was doing, he's doing it right and when it's right, he doesn't just stop at that point but rather, continued to pursue further.
G,G&G Part V
mockingbird?_" johnny read aloud. "you gotta be shitting me. another kids novel?" "it's a literary classic, kit," colt said. "required reading for junior high.
"The Wild King", chapter 1
They left me howling out to the empty uncaring void of the forest, only for it to echo back to me like a mockingbird, so cold.
Teatime on the Titanic
"ahead ten knots," a mockingbird yelled into a circular horn connected to a flexible tube. a rabbit hopped up to them and pushed his paws forward. "no guests are allowed on the bridge." "we're not guests.
Beautifully Tethered
How, when you cried, in sorrow, in loss, in the full light of the moon, the mockingbirds would take pity on you. and mimic the songs of all the birds and sounds they could think of. just to distract you a little bit. just to help you out.