Of Scurry and Flight
Seeing the grey catbirds and brown thrashers out of the corners of his eyes. and hearing the northern mockingbirds changing their tunes. he looked down to the muddy ground. "yeah, but they know we wanna go. they know how much i love indy car racing.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 2: Adventure Begins
“get back here ya featherbrained, crafty, booze drinkin catbird! if ya haf ta drink from me stash at least give me some!" merlia bolted off, shaking her fist at the nearly smirking gryphon.
The Forest of Transformation
[b]Intro:[/b] It's a little bit like being in heat. Ashgar knows the feeling well by then, but that doesn't make it any easier to deal with. The druid's ordinary form is already a proud hybrid of species, mixing lizard and bear to handsome...
The Missing Lynx, Part VII
"how's the, uh, catbird?" veri cocked her head, her ears slanting forward. "kira?" the cheetah made a little gesture, her head bobbing brusquely. "yeah, right. how's kira?
Wages of Honour: Tears
He shouted a quick warning, but the catbirds were far away and immediately turned south, away from their position to head further downriver.
Game Over
Even when the gryphon spoke to him in a friendly voice, his nervousness hardly went away, given just how much smaller he was than the natural wonder that was the big black catbird. "ah, you must be another member of the party!