[He continues to cook, stealthily covering up an unless that's appearing on the sideboard with a hand as he does so. Nothing to see here]

They're a sort of bird that live on the beeches. Really big, sentient birds. Some have stars on their bellies, and some don't. They used to fight over that, the star-bellied ones thinking they were superior to the ones without.

[And then weird Seuss shit happened, but he has a feeling Sherlock won't believe in that even if he tried to explain it]