Teach me your secrets

Scylla had been settling well into Elysium. She still did her own thing because it was damn near impossible to tie her down. The girl was learning a bit of healing here and there from the pack healers so she felt that she was doing her duty. No one had to look after her. No one had to feed her. No one had to even acknowledge her existence if they didn't want to. It all suited Scylla just fine.

Just because she wasn't at home didn't mean that she would stop indulging in her favorite pastime. Before she left Fenmyre, Scylla had packed a satchel full of little things. Horsehair, bone needles, things of that nature. Enough supplies to get her through until she could collect more. She had everything that she needed except for a subject. And so, the slate and cream girl had gone off hunting. One rabbit and one pheasant later, and she was headed back to her cave.

Padding towards the cave, Scylla noted that Avacyn lay in the doorway. A little hmmph was released and one speckled brow arched, but she didn't stop her approach. Stepping over the larger girl, Scylla placed the dead animals on a long stone bench, which was why she'd chosen this space. Only then did she turn back to the purple girl. "Hey Ava, what can I help you with?"

"Scylla"