Redhawk Caldera wind in the willows

Whatever Fox felt like she had done to their pseudo-sibling or whatever, Dove found it especially strange that her sister - her real, full-blooded sister - defended little Magpie's existence. Sure, it hadn't been their fault that the little beast was born, but there were rules. Rules passed down for generations. For the first time since coming to the caldera, Dove felt herself aligned with Peregrine over her own sibling, and that was a bit disconcerting.

“You should meet her sometime. I think it’d be good if she knew she had more family here.” Fox added - to which Dove huffed softly, as if the very idea was abhorrent (and it kind of was). She isn't my family. She stated in response, nonchalant in her tone. And she isn't yours either. Her tone became light, but chiding, as if Dove were scolding her sister for showing such compassion. But she fell silent in the next moment.