Scylla and Athena had just finished murdering a gharial that had attacked them in one of the pools along the riverside. The woman had asked after Scylla's talents and so the girl imagined that the next step would be introducing Athena to Kione. The wild dog had really allowed Scylla to embrace her bloody nature without judging her for it. He often took her out to hunt and kill things with him, which she greatly appreciated. If Athena wanted to learn, then wasn't Kione the one to teach her?

As the pair of ladies moved through the aspens, Scylla called out for her brother in name, hoping that he was nearby enough to hear her little howl. Though Scylla was almost a year old, she would forever be a dainty, diminutive lass. Her howl was equally small.

Casting her mismatched gaze towards Athena, Scylla grinned. "I think you'll really like Kione. He's really nice." The girls long tail swished in the grass. "He's gold too, just like you."

"Scylla"

Athena follows after Scylla, the dead gharial’s head hanging from her side in a makeshift sling. After the pup had eviscerated the reptile, they had set about harvesting the meat and taking it to the stores. Since Killer had taken it down, the earthen wolf had suggested that the pup take a trophy and the head was selected. It had taken some time but they separated it from the body and fashioned the sling with some old rope. Now the pair are on their way meet Kione. Amber eyes look to the beautiful pup, offering her a smile as Scylla releases an adorable howl.

When the pup looks to her comments about Athena liking Kione and how he is nice, she dips her dark head in agreement, saying, “If you like him, Killer, I’m sure I will too.” Gold? Athena chuckles and nods, a huge smile on her lips as she grows eager to meet this ‘golden’ Kione.


"Athena Nocturna"

Kione had been on the border of aspen damn and the berry grove along with his two mastiff companions.  He had smelled bear but it was an old scent.  The wild dog had been just about to continue on the hunt for the bear when he heard Scylla’s call.  The fun game of bear-killing would have to wait for another time.  Lifting his head up Kione let out his own higher-pitched call to let her know he was on his way.  

Kione ran with long strides and a bit of a bounce to his step.  Both his mastiffs ran behind him, they would start to fall behind then Kione would slow a few strides, once they were again with him the run continued faster.  Coming up he spotted Scylla with the stranger and slowed his gate. “Hey, lil ‘sis.  Whatcha up to?”

A second later he got a better look at the head dangling from the gold wolf’s neck, “Well, well, a new friend and new trophy?”  Kione offered a bob in greeting to Athena, “hello luv, I’m Kione.”


"Kione"