Redhawk Caldera There are a hundred boys and girls.

Loool fade!

She listened as attentively as any child would, humming pleasantly to herself when he finally chose to leave. When he was mid-stride on his way off, though, Dove's brain retraced the conversation and caught upon the hint; it was so strange, so alien and unnatural to her, that she sort of.. Stared straight ahead. And then turned, simultaneously searching for Peregrine's retreating figure and getting to her feet.

"Keep an eye out..?" She muttered, to nobody, since she was finally alone with her thoughts. But those thoughts were so muddled by the strange comment that Dove would spend the next twenty minutes just trying to decode what the heck had just happened. "Fox's boy... Likes... Boys... Too?" Blink. Blink blink.

"Ridiculous." Dove huffed, and shoved the very concept out of her mind. She turned towards the lake and began sauntering towards the bank, inspecting for the best area to go for a dip.