This Is Goodbye

During their trek north, Scylla had been fairly quiet. She soaked up the time with her brothers, just enjoying their journey together. It would be their last for a long while, but she didn't want to tell them just yet. There was a tournament and she wanted them to be on their toes. She also wanted them to enjoy themselves. Now that the tournament was over and wolves were beginning to disperse, it was time to share the big news.

The small, slate and cream girl called both of her giant brothers to her. Mismatched ears drooped a little, but she tried to smile for their sakes. There were no other wolves that she was close to like Albion and Cerberus. They were the only things that had kept her coming back to Fenmyre again and again. Now that she was getting older, their father thought that she needed to learn, so he'd sent word to Manea, asking if she could stay for a while and learn from another pack. Manea had agreed, so... her brother's would be leaving, but she would not.

"Um," she started, shifting her gaze to look at tiny, dexterous paws. "I'm not going back with you. Dad says I have to stay here in Elysium for a while to learn from them." She sighed, shaking her head as mismatched eyes shifted from one brother to the next. "I don't know when I'll be back."

"Chimera's Children"