Well, merlins are fledged and the whole neighborhood is in lockdown. Before - the blue jays and crows used to let everyone know they were around, but with just parents, that was fewer to worry about. Three new, marauding, hungry merlins to worry about now, so only sound is the merlins screaming. Kinda felt a little bad for one of them; apparently you don't get street cred just for being a merlin. He got punked by a sibling AND a robin. I hope he figures out how to demand respect soon. Kinda gives all the other merlins a bad name. Low self esteem is not usually something they suffer from.