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"Nothing," Bat replied, "hopefully. She's just been gone too long..." She trailed off there, trying not to make a face in response to the woman's introduction. What kind of name was Saucy? Fortunately, their masculine counterpart spoke then, drawing the youth's attention and causing her expression to grow thoughtfully blank.

Man, she really needed to work on her strategy when it came to falsifying information. For a moment, Bat's lips pressed together, stumped on what to say to Ford's words. Eventually, she managed to say, "Her name's Ceara. She doesn't know me that well, so if you do see her, just tell her to head back to the Redhawks, like, stat." There, that worked.

And now? Bat really wanted to scoot on out of there, yet she was still intrigued by these wolves and their mutual connection (whose name sounded like Villain to Bat's big ears). Not to mention their surroundings. She had grown up beside the sea and this harbor reminded her of the sound not far from Drageda. That fact made her simultaneously want to linger here a while and skip town, pronto.

"I'm going to keep searching," she eventually announced, regretting that their tale would unfold no further for her. But Bat really did need to keep looking for Ceara; that bit was entirely true. "Thanks, guys. See you around." Well... that probably wasn't true. But before Bat could bat an eyelash at her own faux pas, she scuttled away like a crab and disappeared over another dune.