Mocking Mockingjays mock Mack the Mockingjay
A story by Mockingjaysarefun
Katniss came into the forest and sat down to eat the deer carcass she had just killed. She was enjoying the deer flesh when she stopped to whistle. "G, B, A, D" she whistled (She whistled the notes not the letters). For a while all was quiet for a while. But suddenly the Mockingjays started suddenly whistling back to Katniss's whistled notes. Whistling wishfully Katniss did for a while but stopped after a while.
As Katniss cautiously and lightly left the frightening forest fearful for friends forgotten at horrid homes highly infested with worrisome rugged rats in rotting homes in the small stunted Seam where she survives in independently except for her mum. And silly sister the pompous Primrose.
The non-menacing Mockingjays whistled wilfully to each other evenly in the tone of "G, B, A, D". Fun fact for forgetful fans Mockingjays whistle back whatever is whistled to them. When whistles are heard by herds of Mockingjays they whistle the whistles whether the whistles are Wishful, will full or woe full. It is of great shame for them to not do it in their curiously consistently cool culture.
But you see my devoted fans there is a problem not many may have pondered profusely or even blindingly briefly. The question of if they meticulously mimic all whistles would they whistle back to each other's whistles? Well my righteous resident readers of my non repetitive writing. I shall show you something severely suspect about a culture considered curiously consistently cool and charismatically, caringly considerate in a climate carefully created to counter the consistency and caring and cool.
The Birds (I am still talking about my Mockingjays) whistle and whistle and whistle and whistle and eventually they whistle some more. But as time goes on they think their throats feel throttled by the enormous effort of doing this for hours at a time.
Slowly each and every whistle becomes blatantly questionably quieter and eventually they fade away. Suddenly Mack the Mockingjay moron sings "G, B, A, D" and everyone turns terrifyingly towards the troublemaker. "NO" they all say, "no" they all say and end up doing this for hours. Foolish birds. But they are still fun.
THE END
A story by Mockingjays are fun