Moonspear different place, different time, all the stars are in their prime

The pain was quick and, really, the anticipation of it all made it seem worse than it really was. Lyra sucked in a breath and stifled a whine as Hydra's teeth pierced through the skin but then suddenly she pulled away and it was done. Her brows furrowed lightly, wondering if she had bit down enough. However, looking up again at her sisters and their now matching ears, Lyra knew she had mirrored them exactly once again. She trusted Hydra and Alya even more than she trusted herself sometimes.

She flicked the wounded ear once, wincing at the pain, before looking to Hydra. She frowned, thinking for a moment. "I think so..." she murmured unsurely. The blood trickled down the side of her head and she shivered at the sensation. "We should go wash the blood off, at least." Bleeding was easy to treat but an infection? Not so much.