You've Got to be Kitten Me

The leopard slammed into the distracted lion, sending it head first into the tide pool. Scylla laughed aloud, mismatched eyes going wide as she watched the big cat splash and splutter. What could she do while the lion was in the water... OH! Scylla began picking up rocks, throwing them at the dog-paddling lion, probably doing nothing more than making it even more angry. The tide pool was beginning to run red with the lion's blood. As it neared the edge of the pool, the young pup skittered to the opposite side, keeping herself safe. She watched as the bleeding lion pulled its soaked body out of the pool and began to stagger away, a growl on its lips. The girl looked down to the sheath upon her foreleg, sliding the blade home, then looked back towards the leopard. "That was great! You're so good at fighting!" The child smiled and wagged her long tail. "I'm Scylla Klein." She then looked at the leopard expectantly, wanting her name in turn.

"Scylla Klein"