Family finds family

A howl rang out as Scylla was taking stock of the healing supplies. The small fae raised her head, looking towards the call with mismatched eyes. "Well, well..." she muttered before dusting off her paws. It didn't take the slate and cream fae long to make her way to the border at a quick lope.

The foliage parted, allowing grey and blue eyes to rest upon the familiar form of her sister and the unfamiliar form of a big, red man. One brow lifted in question as her gaze met Ruse's, but Scylla didn't question her outright. They could talk about whoever this was later.

"Ruse," Scylla greeted, giving her sister a nod and a smile. "Welcome to Obscura," The small woman lifted a nimble paw, digits spreading as she welcomed her sister into her territory. The red brute could come as well, but she was wary of him just as she would be of anyone that she didn't know.

"Scylla"