A Little Bit Of Loneliness

She was on her way to Elysium now that she was back on the continent. Scylla's first order of business had been to inspect the former Fenmyre lands. She'd had a bit of fun there. Then she made her way north, intent on informing her remaining siblings of their father's improved condition. The journey was long, but it didn't phase the small fae much. She was light on her paws and had no issue with taking her time, stopping often to do this and that. Her path was wandering, depending on sights and smells. She wasn't unproductive in her journey and had collected many herbs, plants and fungi to add to her stores.

The young woman was stretched out on some nice, smooth rocks when she heard the faint sound of claws scratching along the stone. Mismatched eyes opened, head shifting so that she could look in the direction that the sound was coming from. Much to her surprise, the very two wolves that she loved most in the world were coming straight towards her. Cerberus and Albion had grown just like she had. They were fine young men now and it was a little odd to see. Not in a bad way. Quite the opposite, in fact. Both were big and handsome and it brought a smile to her face. They hadn't seen her quite yet, so Scylla decided to give them a little surprise.

Quietly shifting, Scylla hunkered down flat against the rock, watching silently and unmoving until both of her brothers walked by on the path beneath her. Once they had moved off a few steps, she dropped down behind them and began following as though they'd been together the whole time. "Where are we going?" She asked pleasantly from her place at the back of the line, eager to see their reactions as they turned to see her.

"Scylla"