Even if she was not always the most affectionate toward her family, she was staunchly protective of them and the home that they shared. The thought of an apparent stranger intruding on the safety of the lands claimed by Ludicael did not settle well with her. And so she spoke to him, informing him that he was not welcome here and to go away.
Her stern gaze was surprisingly cold for a child of such small stature. Her tail whipped idly behind her back, her posture stiff and still for a long moment as she stared. He was not familiar to her, and yet she noted the colored fur beneath each eye, darker than the rest of his fur -- it was a trait common among many Destructions, and Saga was no exception. But how could he be family? He smelled nothing like any of her relatives, and certainly was not part of Ludicael. Unless he'd so cleverly hidden himself from her, but she doubted it greatly. Her mouth formed a slight frown, her brows furrowing together tightly. "But my mother does," she retorted slowly. "Does she know you are here?" Though Saga didn't have power over this stranger, she was certain her mother did.
But she didn't feel inclined to call her quite yet. She rarely sought out her mother, though she hadn't had much need to. It was rare she was far from her, but of course.. today was one of those days. "Are you family?"
