Angry For No Reason

Scylla was a wayward soul. She drifted on the wind to wherever it wanted to take her. Okay, okay. So she didn't go that far from home unless she was with her brothers. Thick as thieves they were even though Cerberus was heir and would eventually be King of Fenmyre. Her older brother did nothing to staunch her fun. He wasn't a buzzkill. She loved him just like she loved Albion. Cerberus didn't have the freedom that she had. None of them did. It was just because Scylla did what she wanted. Was she a heathen like her father accused her of being? Probablyyyyy...yes.

Lately, the girl had been feeling a little off. So independent from such an early age, she'd never given much attention to relationships between family members, friends or anyone. She only needed herself. Or at least that's what she thought. Just recently, she began feeling rather lonely. It was confusing and it made her angry. That anger just came and wrecked her day like wildfire. It had happened a few times now and she just didn't like it. It was as though she had no control. So, what did a young girl do when she was going through changes that she didn't understand? Yep, she went looking for her mommy.

It was early evening when Scylla made her way towards the compound where her massive family lived. She was careful to avoid detection, keeping to the shadows for no other reason than she didn't want to talk to anyone. Silent paws brought the girl across the boardwalk and into the chambers that her mother shared with Dalila and Ruse. The blue girl peeked around the corner, spying her mother and made a psst sound to get the pale woman's attention. "Mom," she whispered, "could we go talk somewhere?" Her tones were quite hopeful that her mother had time for her.

"Scylla"