could have asked mother, but that would've been awkward

Well, wasn't that a surprise? Scylla had been taking inventory of the summer supplies when a sweet little howl rang out. She recognized the voice, having spoken with Damira before. Dropping what she'd been doing, the Sovereign cut through her territory at a gentle lope, making her way towards the closest point between Obscuran and Elysian lands. She made her way up the path that worked its way around the falls, coming to the top to see the girl waiting.

"Damira," Scylla greeted with a nod, motioning for the girl to come over the border. The girl didn't seem upset or rushed or anything like that, so Scylla assumed it wasn't a terribly urgent matter. Still, her curiosity was piqued. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Scylla"