Theres something in the water

The boy asked if she was family and Scylla laughed softly, lips pulling back in a smile though she didn't take her eyes off of the crocodile. "You never can tell these days. There's Klein blood everywhere." Her family was full of uh... lovers. There were cousins, siblings, aunts and uncles all over the place. She had no way of knowing whether or not this child was related to her. Not by a simple cursory glance.

The boy spoke again, asking what the crocodile wanted and Scylla laughed again, though this time it was louder and she shook her head. "To eat you, my boy. There are many big things that enjoy eating wolves. Especially tender young pups." The fae cut a sidelong glance at the blue boy and clicked her teeth together in an audible chomp. It took that single moment of broken eye contact for the reptile to lunge.

Scylla sprung backwards like a mongoose (don't laugh) and thrust one foreleg outward. The little mechanism in her bracer shot a serpentine blade into one nimble paw and she reflexively struck out. The point of the blade sunk into the eye of the armor encrusted reptile and it opened its mouth in a hiss, head jerking away and thick tail jerking towards her defensively.

"Scylla Klein"