Moonspear supreme

Alya added one or two gashes to his flanks, and one painful wound to his ankle before backing off, feeling that he'd learned his lesson. To her sisters, she flicked a scornful ear - Will they ever learn? - before moving around to snarl in the male's face, getting as close as she dared and peering grimly into his eyes.

"There are more of us," she said quietly, making her voice sugary-sweet. "There are more of us, and we are all the same. And we all know your face, now - not just the three of us. So don't show it here again."

Then she snapped her teeth close to his ear, startling him, and returned to Hydra's side, awaiting her command.