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His warning was somewhat abrupt, and Dove was quite surprised by it. As soon as he mentioned the potential of her leaving her sister after taking so long to find her, her jaw slackened a bit and she looked dumbfounded; but the momentary lapse turned sharp, and a furrow caught upon her face.

She was agitated now - not at him, exactly, moreso the insinuation that she might bail at all - and Dove couldn't help but get a little prickly because of it. "I told her I would stay, and I intend to do that." Dove stated, her voice level yet sincere. Intense would work too. "I don't know you, Peregrine, and you don't know me - but I put family above all else. I have no idea why you might distrust me, but I mean what I say. I'm here for Fox."

Dove's tail swished emphatically as her diatribe ended, and she relaxed a bit. Her expression softened considerably as well, but energy still sparked in her grey eyes. "Besides, Fox promised to introduce me to some pretty boys, so I have to stick around for that at the very least." She added with a smile in her voice, trying to remain civil despite the (perceived) insult to her intentions.