Blue Bird

The blue bird is a blue colored bird with a paler blue chest and belly. Its beak and feet are a darker shade of blue, and its eyes are black. The Blue Bird is perched on a tall wooden birdhouse, decorated with green leaves.

Appearance Requirements
Appears only between 10pm and 7am on quiet nights.

Favorites

 * Worms
 * Blueberry Tart

Unfavorites

 * Tea and Biscuits
 * Whiskey Jelly

Talking to the Blue Bird

 * I don't hate witches, though I'm afraid. It's afraid to be hated, aren't you?
 * Witches hate bluebirds, and they curse princes and turn them into bluebirds. It’s very contradictory, isn't it?
 * The bird of paradise alights only upon the hand that does not grasp.
 * Too many lovers, too little love.
 * Does one become a witch if you can cast spells? Or are you labeled as a witch? These are two different tales.
 * I was actually a prince, and it doesn’t matter if it’s true or not.
 * The bluebird, the prince of the neighboring country, was mistaken for chicken and became chicken soup.
 * I like good that is blue like me. Like...bugs. I hate caffeine and mouthwash
 * A man who never sees a bluebird only half dead
 * Happiness has always seemed like a bluebird, and consists of moments.
 * Love is magic, magic is disease. There is no good or bad in itself - master uguay
 * The bluebird carries coconuts to England
 * A harmful truth is worse than a useful lie.
 * I've started to think.. what a witch actually hates is not a bluebird, but a prince.
 * I've become a bluebird by the curse of a witch! I know, it's a long story.

Fairytale Book:
You know, it's hard to believe, but...I'm Prince Charming of the neighboring kingdom. A princess fell in love with me. We vowed to be married, but...her Queen Stepmother canceled our marriage and ordered a witch to turn me into a Blue Bird. But as the Queen's tyranny continued, the people finally rose up and ousted her. How French, eh? As the Queen disappeared, no one knew of the witch's whereabouts. And so I have been living as the Blue Bird since then. Quite a fairytale, no? Thank you for listening to my story.

Candle
The Blue Bird tastes wonderful when steamed fully with basil...from the witch's recipe book. How barbaric! How can anyone cook and eat a bird? You wouldn't eat a bird, would you? Indeed? I trust you! I do smell chicken somewhere, however... (picture) I guess so! Here is a gift for my warm-hearted friend! Light it on precious nights and an angel will visit you.

Mung Bean Flower
Oh bird, bird, my Blue Bird

Do not sit on the mung bean field

For when the mung bean flower falls

The bean jelly merchant will weep

It's a Korean folk song! You know it well!