Mummy's And How To Make Them

Scylla was expected to learn things and grow or whatever so when she was offered to come to a healing class, she didn't turn it down. It didn't mean she was all bright and chipper though. Scylla was your typical, sulking young teen. She slid into the cave, eyes narrowing at the bright torches. There were already two wolves there, Keelin and some boy. As she moved past, she chose the fur on the far side of the group, settling down onto her belly. Her cousin arrived soon after and they began.

The boy asked what kind of lesson this would be and Keelin answered. Pretty obvious, really. There were bandages and things on the table. Scylla stayed silent, curled up and watching.

"Scylla"