Muuna, muun.

[It ignores the bird in the sort of way that calls attention to how much attention it is not giving it! Wow! Look how little of a threat you are! And then it Yawns, wide, beady eyes focused straight at Hurricane. Him, it knows. Surely he should be just as delicious as the one whose nightmares he shows up in so much]

[Behind them both, Nemesis finally begins to stir, making noises much closer to intelligible]