Moonspear cerberus

There was to be a meeting tonight, like most nights. It was the secret gathering that only the three heads of the Cerberus were allowed to attend. While the triplets had mostly grown out of their childlike pranks and schemes, it had given way to more mature and calculated plans. They were older now, more capable and independent. That still didn't mean they didn't enjoy playing Capture the Princess and telling each other stories, though.

Lyra was the last to arrive, slinking silently in from the darkness outside, blue eyes falling upon her sisters as she came upon them. She offered both a grin — a wide, trusting smile that was reserved only for her family. She then took her usual place to the left of Hydra, wrapping her tail neatly around her paws, and awaited for one of her more dominant sisters to speak first.