The call that rang out across the land was vaguely familiar to the babe. It sounded strangely hollow, despite being full of emotion; like a voice from a dream that she'd had so many times before. Her interest was piqued, and slowly she rose to all fours, drifting silently across the land like a ghost.
The man that had called to her family was unfamiliar to her. Empty green gaze watched him as she crept forward, maintaining a great distance. Her head was held tilted to the side, her stare inquisitive but lacking emotion all the same. Saga's curiosity was naive and childlike, and she watched in silence as her mother moved forward to him. Why was she crying? Gingerly she sniffed at the air, tasting his scent. Still familiar, but her memory was confused and hazy. Hesitantly she moved forward to Dhiren, who she knew but had not yet interacted with directly. A sibling, like so many others that she had. "Why is she crying?" the child asked softly, her voice level yet betraying her true curiosity.
