A Little Bit Of Loneliness

The instant that her brother's turned around and she saw the shock on their faces, Scylla grinned. Cerberus took a step towards her, saying her name, but Albi beat him to her. Her giant, pale brother scooped her up and whispered through his emotions. Scylla wrapped her forelegs around Albion, holding him close to her. The young woman managed to look over the fluff of Albi, her gaze falling on Cerberus. With one paw, she motioned him over to join the group hug. Scylla often appeared cold and unfeeling, but she truly loved her brothers. The fae's eyes drifted closed and she simply enjoyed having them here in the flesh.

Scylla didn't release Albion or Cerberus from her grasp until they were ready. Only then did she begin to tell them the news. "Our father's health has improved. It seemed like some sort of reoccurrence of what happened during the Long Night." Scylla's dexterous digits combed absently through the thicker fur of her siblings' manes. "He's worried that this may happen every year, so he's decided not to reform Fenmyre. Instead he's going to join our aunt in Ashen." Again Scylla gave her brother's a squeeze. "But I'm staying with you. I missed you both so much."

"Scylla"