Ladies Night!

Enyo attempted to butter Scylla up, mentioning the creature for her name pertained to. The follow up innuendo brought a husky chuckle from the small, blue fae. "Play your cards right, darling, and you could very well find out."

With their hidden company lingering in the bushes, a show seemed as though it was in order. Had he really not seen her little bushdog companion snuffling about nearby? The lad was very attentive and knew that he was on lookout. The most subtle of brrfs had brought Scylla's gaze swinging right up to meet the golden eyes of her packmate. The woman made no move to out him. Let his eyes eat up the feast before him. Let him know what he was getting himself into.

An avian cry from above changed those plans. It seemed that Enyo's birds were too vigilant to let the pair of Obscuran's have their fun. With a sigh, Scylla leaned back against the edge of the pool and watched the scene unfold. Danaerys had already taken a swig of the hallucinogenic drink, as had Enyo. It was a fairly fast working concoction of various mushrooms, cannabis and more. And it tasted damn good too. That had been the hard part; covering up the herby, earthy taste. Scylla never gave up on anything, however, and the brew within was left tasting crisp and sweet.

The banter of the trio was quickly cut off as Enyo pulled herself from the pool, water sluicing off of her muscled frame. Scylla cast her mismatched gaze towards Danaerys and gave the ruby fae a little shrug. "So much for that," she spoke with a sigh, then watched as Enyo barked demands and Nero answered, his gigantic frame pushing from the greenery and out into the clearing of stone and water. Casually, Scylla spared glances at the expressions of both Enyo and Danaerys as Nero came into view. She was terribly proud of the monster that he was, so big... so strong... so...everything.

Nero towered over Enyo, making the mannish fae look small in comparison. That meant that he made Scylla look downright minuscule. Dainty. Like a little fairy. She liked it it. The man's gaze shifted to her after he addressed Enyo and his words brought a soft, bell-like chuckle from the cobalt woman. "I do love company, darling. Fancy a bubble bath with a trio of ladies? We may have to move to a larger spring unless these two don't mind some... close contact." Her tones were dripping with honey, her intentions lascivious. The Sovereign made no effort to hide what she wanted, nor would she ever. She was purely and unabashedly Scylla and forever would be.

"Scylla"