Redhawk Caldera Look, we're all a little weird, we're all a little wacky.

Clover was thrilled by her fathers invitation, semi-understanding that he wanted her to come along. She was beginning to understand more, though was having difficulty in being understood. That would come in time, but in the meanwhile she spoke in her childish gibberish. Her siblings, at least, understood her. 

YYYYYAAA, she agreed, racing underneath his legs and then darting beneath Towhee's. She was a hyper, wild little child who was excited to hang out with two adults she found to be particularly cool. Raven and Finley were also quite cool, too. Phox as well. Basically, Clover was partial to all of her active family.