Come along, little warriors

Saia was curled up with their mother when Plague had called for them, probably blending in so much that Sitri hadn't even known she was in there. As her brother left the royal chambers, her head popped up and watched before she slowly woke her stiff legs and followed after him.

She was a little bummed to be the last one but... She supposed that's what she got for being so lazy. She didn't really offer any physical greetings as some of her siblings had, instead just smiling as she looked at each one and found her place among them before looking at their fathers. She only glanced over the setup that Plague had created, but her full attention was on him.

"Saia"