His face lit up and he chirped happily, hopping up and down. He could sing! He was allowed to!
“Come when call! Okay! Okay!”, he chirped happily, hopping off to go explore his tree, wings fluttering. He could use his clawed hands to climb, which got obvious as soon as he reached the trunk, using all his claws on hands and feet to climb up with ease.

He was chirping and trilling happily, singing to his heart’s contents. He sounded just like an excited and happy little bird, singing his songs.