Crazy Aunt

It had been a while since her father had left and their mother had moved the den. It had been pretty hush hush about the details of why their dad had gone. Banshee asked tons of questions but the answers were always cryptic. They weren't allowed to explore as much and it seemed as though danger was always lurking around the corner. Ban had faith in her mother but her growing mind was curious as ever. Mordi and Recluse shared the same amount of skepticism as well. It seemed despite being so early on in their life they were already facing adult trials and tribulations.

Banshee was taking a bit of a nap as a commotion broke out. Blue eyes flashed into view as a jab was felt. Recluse was calling her name and an unfamiliar scent filled her nose. Almost instantly the small fledgling was on her paws and for the first time her teeth were bared instinctively. A young growl was emitted as Banshee inched forward protectively. The babe was use to protecting her siblings in play and now it would be a much more serious matter.

The small demons ears flattened and her eyes narrowed as she moved closer towards the mouth of the den. "Mordi and Recluse, stay back!" Her tail raised as the small creature took a few more steps. As she poked her head outside of the den her blue gaze fell upon the witchy bitch making her way towards them. "Who are you?!"