Bleed For Me

Scylla had taken her significantly younger sister out on a patrol. They should get to know one another, right? The pair of ladies talked as they loped along the border of the falls. Just general chitchat. They didn't share the same mother, but they shared the same father, and Barghest shared the same aunt, so they were a little closer than half siblings, right?

The smaller fae had just been filling her sister in on what she planned to do for Obscura in the future when two jet black forms erupted from the brush. Scylla skittered to a halt, hackles raised. Though smaller, she instinctively stepped in front of Barghest, placing herself between her sibling and the pair of jet black leopards. What? Did they think that she would be an easy target because she was small? They were about to learn.

The slate and cream fae snarled, teeth bared, hoping that her aggression would make the cats turn and leave. It didn't. The larger of the felines raced towards her and Scylla rolled her eyes before setting her defenses. As the cat came into range, a curved, serpentine blade slid out of the sheath upon Scylla's wrist. She lashed out, slicing the leopards face from left to right. The cat screamed, shaking its head, blood running into one eye. It was mad now, but it would get madder still before she was done with it.

"Scylla"