Eight was certainly young enough to have started her training in another country, which made things more...complicated. Fugaku thought he might know who she was after all.

"I'm glad you've come to think of Konoha as your home." Loyalty was valued above all else in hidden villages, after all. Being transplanted from another village wouldn't make one many friends. Fugaku glanced at the bulbs and remaining kitten in the basket. It was now awake and simply watching everything sleepily.

Wonderful. He'd bought lazy mousers.