Layla, who had been contemplating the great unknown, turned when she heard the light ruffling of grass as someone walked near. Then a voice. That wasn't typical. Well, typically as of the last four hours. She knew better than to make those types of assumptions. She was, after all, a stranger in a strange place. But as far as typical hedge mazes went, she could make some assumptions. Still, though...
Here Jamie was and Layla was curious. She broke off a piece of granola bar and chewed it thoughtfully, listening to what she could. What could she infer? Well, for starters there were a couple of people, it sounded like. One of them male. Young. Ish?
Her eyebrow lifted at the signal whistle and made a quick decision. She cupped her hands around her mouth and sounded back - three dove sounds. Cooo. This was suppose to happen. And if she was wrong? Well, this would be a fun game anyways.