The Battle in the hills part 4

    "Where did that kookaburra go?"
    "Who cares? Kookaburras never hurt us."
    Thie, Brea, and Hurd were three Indian mynas sitting on a tree branch where a kookaburra had sat before flying away to the call of another one rather recently.
    The three birds sat on the branch in silence for a while, before another bird flew onto their branch.
    This bird was different than Thie, Brea, and Hurd. The other bird was the same small size and had the same yellow coloring behind its eyes but Thie, for example, was white and light gray while the other bird was black and dark brown. They recognised it as a noisy miner. 
    "Hello. What have you been doing lately?" 
    "Nothing. Just sitting here." chirped Thie.
    "For how long?" 
Hurd felt offended."Who have you been flying around with who's so energetic?"
    "I have seen a crowd of rainbow lorikeets. They were fast." The noisy miner replied.
     Then all four birds heard distant chattering. After a while, a cloud of rainbow lorikeets flew into the scene.
     "Where's the place?"
     "When will we get there, Gri?"
     "What did the tawny frogmouth look like?"
     The rainbow lorikeets crowded onto every little place in a tree. Gri, Eri, Foi, Hiera, and Karr had rejoined the flock and, being only one sixth of the group, they thought they would receive little attention, but the rest wanted to know every single detail about that hungry night. They were heading to a place where they would get plenty of food.
     The crowd of rainbow lorikeets flew away, leaving the other four birds sitting on the branch alone.