Ready, set, go!

It wasn't often that Cerberus called for her, so when she heard her brother's voice, the Sovereign dropped her task, washed her paws, and made her way in that direction. The day was nice enough. Nothing to write home about but nothing to cry over either. She'd been working on her newest sedative, all sequestered away within her potions den. It was nice to get out and stretch her legs a bit.

It seemed as though Cerberus was on the move. As she loped along, Scylla caught another scent. An intruder? The call hadn't sounded very pressing. Color her intrigued. When the foliage finally parted and two figured came into view, the cobalt and cream offered a soft huff of amusement. "Citadel?" Dual-toned eyes shifted questioningly to Cerberus as she moved forward to stand between the two brutes. "Are you getting into trouble again?"

"Scylla"