Hanging In There?

The world shifted and changed. Her brother's were gone, but the running luminescent ooze was not. Green slicked down Scylla's slate and blue coat as she stood before a table in the darkness of the world. The pups eyes narrowed as she stared brazenly at the cloaked figure. "Did you do this to us?" She was so young, so new. Fear wasn't strong in her mind yet and she the tiny child stepped towards the figure, a hard expression on her face. "Don't hurt my brother's, okay?"

Looking at the table of items, Scylla's paw swiped out and grabbed the bottle closest to her. "I'm taking this," she said, giving him a few crystals that she'd found so that they were even. "Don't hurt my brothers," she spoke again before backing away with the bottle of Growth Potion.

"Scylla Klein"