fireflies and chill

Relaxing by the lake was one of Scylla's favorite things to do. Well... one of her favorite non-violent things to do. She'd set up a comfortable little rest area on one of the large, flat rocks jutting out over the water and she utilized it often. There was a wooden chest to one side that was covered in well oiled, waterproof skins to shield against the elements. Within the chest were all manner of cushions and furs. Things to provide optimum comfort.

Not having any particularly pressing obligations for the day, Scylla tucked a bottle of sweet wine into her pack and made her way down to the lake. As she neared, the small woman noted that she wouldn't be alone. Her steps slowed for a moment as she took in the sight of the small girl. This was her cousin's child, recently born. Odd that she should be allowed so close to the water without a parent present, but who was she to judge?

Stepping out onto the platform, Scylla sprawled out on her svelte stomach both sets of legs stretched out comfortably. A sigh pulled from her and she tilted her head, fixing the girl with her blue eye. "Hello there. Who might you be?" Let the girl introduce herself, then Scylla would follow suit.

"Scylla"