The female hatchling whined as her brother stood in their food. She then got up on her legs before she moved over to grip onto her brother’s shoulders to shove him back She tries to use her balanced set of limbs as an advantage against him, hoping that he would easily topple back.
For now, Seferia ignored the warring between the two hatchlings. Instead, she simply nodded her head before she moved closer to Sephiroth to examine his scratches. Narrowing her eyes in distaste, she sends a scolding telepathic impression toward her son.
~Do not harm your father like that again. You can wait.~