"I consider myself one of the birds. Therefor, with the reasoning of me alone, all below are the beasts. Farther below are the fishes. Father below are the...rocks. Make sense?" Incendia said in reply, making no sense as usual. She recoiled as Warden came forward, her feathers glossing over with some fiery traces of color. "Well...talk. I guess, if you want to. I am not above overtalking anyone, though."
(Is it OK if someone makes something like an antagonist to make this RP more, uh, interesting?)