Redhawk Caldera chew you up and spit you out

As Dove had yet to meet anyone worthwhile yet, she was eager to get to that - but after meeting Peregrine, her mood had soured. All she wanted now was to find a den site and get herself settled; she could deal with the strangers later. Except, she couldn't. Not really. Not when the dark girl made her own snappy comment — causing Dove to stop her walking and turn, shooting a sharp-eyed glare her way. Little did she know that this would become her default expression in these parts.

Who am I? She drawled, and stepped back over towards the youth. It was one thing to not recognize her - she was new after all - but to insult her like that, to claim that she was a nobody, got her blood boiling almost instantly. I'm Dove, one of Fox's sisters. Who the hell are you? She made a mental note as she spoke — telling herself to come back later and piss all over that precious flowerbed. What an insolent little child.