Looks Good To Me

Scylla... was not one for rules. If someone told her that she couldn't do something, she was probably going to at least try to do it. Just like now. Mom had told the girl and her brother that they weren't allowed outside at night, but here she was, sneaking riiiight across the bed chamber and out the wooden doors, her long tail slithering across the floor with a gentle hiss. The small girl moved across the wooden deck and made her way, not so gracefully, down the double stair and onto the stone walkway that led to the atrium. Scylla didn't know it was called that. In her mind, it was the big tree room. That's where she was going.

Sneakily, the tiny pup already knew to stick to the shadows, doing so until she came up close to the huge tree with its gnarled, snakelike roots. Scylla looked up and gasped softly, her mismatched eyes going wide. The tree was glowing! There was a luminescence to the tree that hadn't been there before. A few leaves fell from the canopy and those glowed as well. Once the leaves dropped lower, she realized that they weren't leaves at all, but blue and purple fireplies. Sitting, the pup continued to look up toward the wide reaching branches up above, her focus on the dancing bugs. "Wooooooooow..." she said in awe, unable to peel her gaze away from the glow.

"Scylla Klein"