Moonspear with just a hint of pain for the feeling that i get when you are gone

The situation had ended almost as quickly as it had begun. After a rushed explanation where Lyra stuttered and tripped over her own words, Charon quickly went with her to find her missing sister. It didn't take long. With his tracking experience and much more capable nose, their father found Alya with ease, who they found trying to meekly slip away with Hydra. Lyra frowned slightly in annoyance from behind Charon as their paths met, wondering how long she really been missing, or if this was all just a prank. She had been so worried! But the uncharacteristic fear in Alya's voice as she pleaded to their father seemed genuine. Thankfully, Charon was forgiving — at least, for now.

There was the matter of the strangers at their home that they had to attend to first.

She had expected to be sent home with her sisters, but instead was invited along with, the only condition being they had to be quiet. Lyra shot an excited look to her siblings, elated that they were being included in on adult things. She had heard Floki's voice as well, and was eager to see her uncle again.

That was until they arrived at the scene. Three foreign wolves stood at their borders and Lyra gasped and immediately ducked behind her father. She peered out from behind him shyly, up at the strangers as Charon introduced himself. There were two females and one swarthy male, she concluded, refusing to meet their gaze if they so happened to look to her. She did quickly glance at the two dainty females though, admiring their soft, pale coats and their long, slim limbs. A soft frown crossed her face as she slowly turned to study her own dark, dirty paws before she looked to her mirror-image sisters and their equally black, dusty fur. For the first time ever she felt a strange sense of...inadequacy, though she had no word for it. She didn't like it.