It is too quiet (Open)

Slowing down once more as she walked away Allison raised her eyebrow. She though she could hear singing again, like the singing she had heard when she first came across Skylla in the woods but something was different about it this time. Something Allison couldn't quite place. Allison turned around slowly to look across the opening at Skylla. She still had her back turned to Allison and Allison couldn't tell what she was doing.

She opened her eyes as she turned around to face Allison, she took in a deep breath, and let it out, even when she spoke there were many voices blending into one. “I want you to forget what you saw, forget you met me… to turn around and walk away, as if nothing happened.” It was a soft command, she did not know if it would work on the other people, but maybe it would distract Allison long enough for her to get away so that she could leave. Her eyes were no longer blue, but a sea foam color, glowing softly in the night, she took in a deep breath, feeling the need to apologize, “I am so sorry, Allison…” She was not ready to tell Stiles yet, and she did not need questions of why she was out here.

[OOC: I hope this is okay. ^.^ I try to leave it open to have the person who plays their character decide what to do and such. ]

Squinting a little as she looked into the darkness that surrounded Skylla and her Allison saw glowing eyes. She had seen glowing eyes before, those of werewolves, but these were different. They were an abnormal shade, something she had never seen before or heard about from her father. Slowly the thoughts left her mind, replaced with the words Skylla was softly speaking. Shaking her head a little to try to regain concentration Allison closed her eyes as her brow narrowed. "What's going on.....what." She softly whispered before putting her left hand on her head.

There was nothing more she could do, so while the woman was in a daze, she slipped through the trees, literally disappearing from her sight before she knew what was happening. She did not like pulling such mind tricks, but she figured it was needed, so she would make sure to make it up the girl some other time, without her even knowing it. Sometimes when she used her siren song, she felt guilty, knowing she could use it at any time to her advantage, but her moral center was telling her it was wrong to use it. She started to head for home, or for what was her home for now, with her Uncle and Cousin.

Shaking her head a little Allison turned around and saw only darkness. She couldn't remember what she had been doing or where she was headed. The last thing she remembered was being out here in the woods with her father, hunting, searching. Sighing a little Allison shrugged her shoulders slightly and turned to walk back towards where she had left her father.