Sister, Sister

Upon returning to Elysium, Scylla had spent time with Albion. She'd spent time with Cerberus. She had yet to spend time with Rusalka, however. Intent on rectifying that situation, she invited her younger sister out for a friendly walk around the lake. Or over the lake. With winters chill biting the land, the water had frozen, its crystal clear depths looking like glass. The sun above glinted merrily and its rays soaked into Scylla's dark pelt, warming her. Scylla stepped out onto the ice, testing its sturdiness. She gave a hard press of her paw and when she saw no bubbles or cracks, the small fae stepped her entire weight onto the ice.

Scylla didn't know Ruse terribly well, having been in Elysium and then roaming for a good deal of their childhood. That didn't mean that she didn't care for her sister, she simply didn't have the level of care that she held for Cerberus and Albion. Perhaps they would change that after spending more time together. That was her intent, anyway.

The ice proved to be quite thick and didn't give in the slightest as the pair of fae's moved across. "So how has Elysium been for you, Ruse?" Just small talk at first. She would allow the conversation to naturally flow and wouldn't force anything. This was just a fun time between ladies. Hopefully they would fall into a groove and find their flow. Hopefully Scylla's awkwardness wouldn't get in the way of that.

"Scylla Klein"