The night akways provided peace and solitude to the wandering male whose only company would be the stars(when it is clear) and his beloved and only confident Decay(His Caracara companion). And if someone asked him, he would say he was fine with just this company for any other being sometimes provoked a mild annoyance. His main devotion resided upon the dead, upon performing funerals for whoever needed help with their departed. But when he wasn't in such events he was happy being on his own. He had been alone for a long time and he had grown used to the only interacting being with dead bodies and Decay. His cloak ondulated along the winds, as his pink eyes stared at the nothingness of the dark night. His ears perked up and in alert for anything and for anyone. He knew the living were far more dangerous than the deceased. Finally he found some trees and he would take a seat under those, making sure not to cross the pack borders that were several steps away from his position, unaware it was held by siblings. hi

It was Scylla's bush dog that alerted her to the presence of one sitting at the border. No call was given, no howl to summon a member of Obscura, but it was still odd for a wolf to just be sitting at a border. Especially her border. The slate and cream fae extracted herself from the warm embrace of her...wolf of sworn servitude... and exited the den. She made her way towards the border, the bush dog leading the way to where the stranger sat.

In the end, it wasn't a stranger at all. Black and blue eyes fell upon a cloaked figure, the piece of fabric shielding the visage of the wolf, but the scent was clear. "A Klein, I see." Still standing on her side of the border, Scylla raised a brow at the brute, then motioned with a flick of her muzzle towards him. "Take off the cloak. Show the Sovereign of Obscura which Klein you might be."

"Scylla Klein"

His caracara landed by his side also tired of their nocturnal travels. They could easily do so under the sunlight but Orthrus felt more comfortable under the shield of the dark, and his cloak not only worked as his was to show his relation with the death but also as his was to camouflage along the darkness of the nocturnal landscape. Yet while he stretched a bit, he turned to see a set of eyes looking at him. Pink eyes narrowed upon such image. And the eyes soon let room to a woman, small but any less to be respected. She stood up slowly looking at her with his blank yet suspicious expression. "You know of my lineage?" Kind of a dumb question but it was never bad to ask. "I am indeed a Klein," Even though he had been away from his family for years now due to his own secluded nature. Sighing he grabbed the edge of his clothing lifting it enough so she could see his fur and the majority of his body. Only leaving the section of his head still on. "I go by the name of Orthrus. But my clients are given the name of The Undertaker." He said shortly. hi

The brute gave his name and Scylla released a belly laugh, one paw raising up to settle on her chest. "It seems as though you've forgotten your sister." Though older, they had grown up together for a good portion of their lives. Time made them older, but there was no denying that the two had spent time together way back when.

The paw on her chest shifted, motioning for Orthrus to come into Obscura territory. "Come, come. Many of our brothers and sisters are here as well." The slate and cream fae turned and began to walk back towards the denning area. "After Ashen was lost, our family scattered to the winds. I'm bringing them back together for some fun." Scylla cast a sidelong glance at her larger sibling. "How have you been?"

"Scylla Klein"

Eyes narrowed slightly, then returned to their naturally neutral expression. "Ah," Sister, of course. Perhaps his years without interacting had blurred his memory of those who he lived with when he was very young. Yet he said nothing, keeping his reason to himself. "It is good to see you," or so he guessed. He was not a very expressive wolf. At first he didn't follow her gesture, unsure if he should stick with family or stay on his lonely wanderer road. Sighing he approached hesitatingly stepping over the pack's border. He chucked calling for his companion who flew towards them before perching on his back. Ashen fell? Unfortunately, though he hasn't been there for too long. "I see," Was all he felt like saying."I had been fine, just the regular duties," Duties not many saw with good eyes. "And you?" "Speech."

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Orthrus had always been a bit of an odd one. He didn't speak much but Scylla didn't care. He could have been mute or mentally disturbed and it wouldn't matter. Blood was important and if she could take care of it, then she would.

As the cloaked brute followed her hesitantly across the border, Scylla gave her head a little shake. It was almost like he was afraid to cross. She didn't bring it up though, instead just smiling lightly as she padded along. Orth asked how she'd been and Scylla shrugged, one striped shoulder lifting. "Well enough. Our father almost died, but he's okay now. Just... doing the alpha thing, you know? Building fun little monsters." They passed one of her taxidermy monstrosities. It was the body of a boar with the head of a crocodile, wings of a vulture outstretched on either side. The base was wrapped in thorned vines. She was quite proud of that one.

"Scylla Klein"

It seemed plenty of events happened during his time away from the spotlights. Away into the dark world of the deceased and any other not so nice activities. Yet he was glad his family had never judged his different point of view and even more his desire to be in life. Not the fighter he should be. Something he always thanked them for. "I see," He said as he walked alongside her, inspecting the place as they walked. Finding it interesting, lighter than he liked but it wouldn't deter him from being with his family at least. He spotted the abomination he guessed was produced by her. Quiet the piece of art he had to say but he didn't come to voice it out loud. "Interesting... Your anatomy knowledge is impressive.." He said while he took off her cloack and wrapped it over her back. "Speech."

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