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Her sisters didn't seem too fond of the stranger — one announced her displeasure loudly while the other lunged for his face. Lyra stared, exhaling a quiet gasp as Hydra attacked the larger unknown, though she made no attempt to help her sibling. No, she was quite happy to stay right here where it was safe. Thankfully, the stranger didn't retaliate and, just as quickly as the two dark pups were allowed near him, they were swept away once again.

Lyra watched as her sisters were dragged back to the warmth of their mother's belly before she too was added to the pile. She gave soft, reassuring nudges to her litter mates, tenderly licking at their stubby ears before giving one last glance to the den entrance. She moved to latch onto a teat then, happily wiggling into a comfortable position, pleased that situation was over.