Moonspear Day to day grind

Alya was not known for being quiet, but she'd learned that some things only came to those soft of paw and silent of breath. She'd slipped away from the den and the rest of her family that day intending to track down The Great White and steal a few moments alone with him before Mama - inevitably - came to take her away from her father and his attentions. Or even worse! What if Mama brought all the princesses with her, and The Great White ignored her to play with them?

It was the highest form of treason to the growing little girl. Even her Most Beloved was an intruder when she was with The Great White. There were just so many of them - he never had time for just her.

Feeling sulky, now, Alya trudged along kicking at whatever happened to be in her path and not paying too much attention to her surroundings. She was lost almost immediately, but this didn't worry her. Someone would be along shortly to carry her back to the den. Mama, probably, she thought huffily. So when she came to the river - something she had never seen before - she was not worried; just curious.

"Hewo," she said loudly, though even at this age, she could tell that the burbling water was not a living thing, and could probably not answer her. Alya just liked to talk. If she'd seen Dash standing nearby, she would have happily gone to him and talked his ears off, but she didn't see Dash.

Curiously, she padded toward the water and looked into it. Her reflection stared back at her, black-furred and blue-eyed. "Hyda!" she shouted, shocked. But, no... that wasn't Hydra, was it? It had to be! Or maybe - "Leewa?" she asked, almost fearful now. "Wassu doing?"