A Little Bit Of Loneliness

Albion waved off the scent as nothing more than his mind playing tricks on him. Scylla was miles and miles away, he had no idea the next time he might see her. The young man missed her deeply, and he wondered frequently if she felt the same. She had left his side so easily a year ago, and hadn't even given a fight about it. He’d been blindsided, and hadn’t felt the same since. Avacyn was a good distraction, but she wasn’t his littermate. Having Cerb and Ruse around helped, but they weren’t Scylla.

He tried to hide his heavy sigh as he bumped his shoulder into Cerberus’ for comfort. However his attention was swiftly caught by the sound of Scylla’s voice. Were it not for his brother jumping slightly at the sound he might have dismissed her as his imagination again. But he turned swiftly to find her petite form before them.

Cerberus reacted, but his slight hesitation was enough for Albion to surge forward. Wordlessly he wrapped up his sister in his ivory arms, surrounding her and silently vowing to never let her go again. He ated how much time and distance had been between them, and those horrible emotions filled him and overflowed. He squeezed his eyes shut and held her to his chest. "Don’t leave me again.” He whispered softly.
"Albion Baskara Klien"