Attend Me, Foul Creatures

Scylla had allowed Kotori time to inform his pack of the loss that he'd taken. Of the deal that he'd made and lost. She had been on the winning end and, just like that, she was the leader of Valta. Ah, only they weren't Valta anymore, were they? Scylla didn't really like that name. What did it even mean? Obscura, now that was a name. It spoke volumes without giving anything away. So that was who they would be: Obscura.

Moving to a nice little pedestal of rock, the slate and cream leaped upon it and called for her new packmates. She was a no-nonsense woman and wouldn't beat around the bush. Many of them would likely not enjoy that she had displaced their alpha, but that was the way of the world. They didn't have to like it, but they had to accept it because she wasn't going anywhere.

"Scylla"