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Albion told her that he'd been taking care of business. Vague, but... whatever. He claimed to be hers now and, as he wrapped his arms around her, the slate and cream woman nodded. "You never stopped being mine," she informed him somewhat flippantly. "You and Cerb both. Mine for eternity." Then she placed a peck upon his cheek before pushing away from him.

Scylla motioned for her brother to follow her into the territory. "This is Obscura, formerly Valta. It'll be so much better under my rule, I promise you." Side by side, the pair of littermates, so drastically different in appearance, made their way towards the common denning area. "I'd have you on my council beside Cerberus unless you have any objections."

"Albion & Scylla"