[The bird seems to be quietly, so that was good, right? It even cooed at Katniss, waddling towards her mitted hands. She couldn't feel it, but the phoenix butted itself against her hands, and she let out a sigh of relief. She stroked the creature, looking over her shoulder at Anne.

Impressed? Yes. Well done, 'Mother'.] It seems calmer now. I think it likes your voice.