cousins make the best friends

It took a while to properly claim another territory. Each day was spent patrolling the border, adding layers of scent markers and nice little pieces of grotesquerie here and there. Soon the number of paws moving along the border would tamp down the grass, making it evident that this was a well used trail, trod by many feet.

Scylla was working on that when the scent of another caught her attention. The fae's pink nose twitched delicately as she tried the scent again. There was some familiarity to it, but she couldn't quite place who it belonged to. Well, one way to rectify that.

Padding through the redbuds at a leisurely pace, Scylla followed the scent until a small fae came into view. She was nicely colored, her markings bright against dark patches on a backdrop of white. The woman even looked familiar. "Hello," Scylla greeted in her usual silken tones. Grey and blue eyes scanned the plants in front of the fae and a grin tugged at her lips. "Out shopping, are we?"

"Scylla"