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Saga was just biding her time. She was chewing at the bit to leave, to start tracking down her kids, but the longer she waited the better off she knew she would be. Jaxx insisted on her having an entire entourage of assistance that she was pretty sure was more for protecting her than actually searching, but so be it. She knew she'd be safe as she possibly could be with Ezra, Abaddon, and Snuh along with her. Except Ab was hurt, and it wasn't as if she could heal him any faster. She tended him as best as she could, and she checked on him daily, but she couldn't physically stitch together his skin and will him whole again, much as she wished she could.

But seeing him was a reminder of what exactly lay in wait out there for her missing children.

Puffing a sigh, Saga returned back to the den with a hare in her jaws, pressing inside and casting her crimson gaze around the terribly empty hollow. She missed when all seven babies were small and fit in the den, not wandering... gods knew where. It was Magnolia and Laurel she worried about the most. Lenore and Ottilie would no doubt be find wherever they were, find someone to take care of them. The girls she'd actually pushed... well, they were Fox and Kinsey, and they were more liable to find trouble than help. Zacharie was somewhere in the middle. Calixte, at least, she didn't have to worry about.

She tossed the meal to the side, disinterested, and caught sight of Frigi.

Her heart squeezed when she caught sight of him alone.

litt kjærlighet, (Little love,) she hummed softly, tail wagging, Want to come for a walk with me?

Saga wasn't ready to pretend she was ready to go to bed yet.