i tried so hard

Albion spoke of their mother and the fact that she didn't want to return with him and it took everything within the cobalt and cream fae to not stomp her foot like a petulant child. Scylla didn't care if their mother returned or not. If Siren didn't want to be with them, then that was her prerogative. Scylla didn't need Siren. Not like she needed Albion. Not like she needed Cerberus.

"I don't want you to leave again," she informed him sternly, brows drawn together. "I don't want you or Cerberus leaving again." She wanted to be with them. Did they not want to be with her? It felt that way sometimes. Really... who in her family loved her as much as she loved them? It was something that she still had to come to terms with.

"Now that you're back, I plan on raiding. I need you and Cerberus to get the rest of the pack in order. Get them trained up. Get everyone ready for battle."
It was easier to talk about business than it was to talk about how dejected she felt.
"Scylla"