Curious is as curious was

Flamie tilted her heads, so they howled just like the other birds let out their annoying little calls. Bearded Vulture's were quiet usually, considering everything was highly on their sense of sight. However she had heard a lot of howling when she flew around. Her ears were good at well, and with such powerful calls it was hard to ignore them. She clicked her beak for a moment, shifting so that she wasn't standing in one place for such a long time. "You could try howling, I don't entirely understand but you call each other that way right!" She spread out her huge wings for a moment.

"Maybe you can howl for me right now I can remember that it's a call for me pretty easily." she folded her wings again. Flamie didn't think it'd be this easy. She was kind of glad her species lived off of bone marrow. She remembered having to hunt before, she hated it. Carrying an animal in her feet and dropping them. Shivering at the thought, she'd rather leave the killing to wolves. She would rather be bitten to death then drop from a large height.