Close to her den, the woman had often lingered. Only when she ate would she find herself wandering a distance away, and it was never without ensuring someone was standing guard by her place of slumber. The child inside needed protected, as well as kept from escaping. It had been Sen standing guard for a good while, curled up inside with her back to the entrance and @Chusi somewhere within her line of sight at all times. The darkness had become her second home, and perhaps the only thing that the child might ever know. The Gorgon did not view the decision to keep her caged as being a terrible one—she was simply protecting her property, is all. Her choice often seemed accepted, for she could recall no time during which she'd been disturbed. Though, that day, she had been bothered by quite the commotion. So much so, even, that she'd departed from the den without having secured for her daughter a proper babysitter.

Sen followed the noises, her gaze hard and tail arched over her back at all times. A fight was going on, she'd assumed, judging from the sounds. It was something she was partially disapproving of, but not entirely so since she was not the one involved. However, after coming across the scene, she found herself not caring at all. Someone had entered the snake's territory, and so it was only reasonable that Sadie be left to do as she pleased. Still, the woman had something to say, the words lingering on the tip of her tongue as she stopped a short ways off and gave a sharp bark towards the pirate. "Chase the trespasser out before you answer her demands," the woman stated, offering not even a glance towards the stranger. "Don't stain our home with the blood of an imbecile." The words were not a request, but an obvious command. Sen didn't need to explain either a corpse or the remnants of one to her daughter, should the young serpent ever be allowed outside of the den.

In spite of the woman's words, the outsider had not fled immediately. She'd gone a distance away, only to stop and look back as if she were waiting for something. Seeing her do such a thing annoyed the leader quite a bit, of course, as it felt to her almost as if her authority there had been challenged; whether or not that was truly the case, she neither knew nor cared, for the feeling alone had been enough to have her thinking irrationally. To Sadie had the Gorgon then looked, expression serious and lacking in any and all positive emotions. "Take care of it," was the only thing she said before turning away. For a second, she'd looked over her shoulder, offering a snarl and a lash of her tail in the unknown female's direction, before departing from the potentially soon-to-be violent scene. Chusi needed and eye to be kept on her, and so it was off to the whelping den that the mother had gone.