Though Saga was not always the most pleasant of children, she was slow to anger and even slower to grow overjoyed. Her demeanor was rather placid most of the time, and even now -- though her brother's sudden and rather quiet arrival had surprised her -- she did not gasp. She merely turned to him, letting her green gaze dance over his features.
She had always related with him in a way, as the two of them were a bit withdrawn and quiet, though oftentimes she did not want to accept that she could not always have her mother's attention. No smile graced her features at seeing him, but she merely tilted her head to the side and watched him for a moment. "Nothing," she explained carefully, wondering why she felt so guilty suddenly. The children were beginning to grow old enough now to leave at their own free will, provided they stayed close to home, and certainly not straying from the pack borders. Saga had never considered leaving Ludicael. Even being this far from the family den made her feel uncomfortable.
"What are you doing, Dutiron?" Truthfully, Saga Destruction didn't know why she'd gone out. Something had drawn her here, and quickly she had found herself entranced by the falls, watching the water crash and tumble gently over the rocks below.
