I'm A Little Sensitive, But Don't Tell

Scylla had promised to show Kione her collection and so, when they returned from their murder of the hyenas, she led him to a broken down bungalow out in the middle of the jungle. The small girl had done her best to clean it up, but she couldn't move some of the heavier items, and so she had to jump over a big bureau that was blocking the doorway in order to get inside. "Can you get in here?" She asked, giving her head a bit of a tilt.

While she waited for Kione to find a way inside, the slate and alabaster pup dusted off her 'collection.' It wasn't the same type of collection a girl her age should have, but she wasn't your typical girl. Scylla was definitely different. Her collection was a culmination of the animals that she'd killed only... she had sewed bits of one creature onto bits of the other. All of this was done after she had processed and dried the bodies. There was a rat with the head of a seagull. A seagull with the head of a mongoose and the tail of a serpent, and many other strange culminations of animal body parts all sewn together. She'd gotten pretty good at hiding the seams, if she said so herself.

On one of the other wooden surfaces, the long body of a snake was stretched out, but it was all bones. Scylla had tied them all together with white horse hair. It worked very well for suturing her taxidermy together, so she'd used it to tie the bones together as well. Attached to the bones of the snake were the wing bones of a bird, so it looked as though the snake might have been able to fly while it was alive. The girl was very proud of her creations, but she didn't show them to many people. Albion had seen them, of course. So had Cerberus, but she'd never shown anyone else. Kione would be the first outsider to see them and she was genuinely nervous as to what he would think.

"Scylla Klein"