Moonspear shelter

NO! She shouted. Hell no was she going to be decreed a stinky skunk. Eventually Lyra caught up, but she did not overtake her. At her sisters exclamation, Hydra stopped abruptly—she saw some flowers just before them, then, but they were wrong. Hydra darted before one, and sniffed heartily. She turned and sneezed awfully close to Lyra's face, but blessedly not on it (she didn't think). What about these??? but Lyra had already darted into the shadows. 

Hydra huffed. Stinky skunk, look, I've found them already! Where are you stinky??? Hydra taunted and teased, squaring herself off and setting her defenses.