Moonspear cerberus

Alya had proposed they meet, and Hydra agreed readily. They often proposed they meet one another here, and so this would be a night like nearly any other. This spot belonged to the collective three of them, and each voice held equal weight. As Hydra darted into the cave, her tail waved slowly at the sight of Alya. Only the three of them had the power to know one another by a mere glance; even their parents, and Korei, too, struggled to determine who was who among them. Hydra moved toward the place she typically claimed, the center, and after she spun around she nosed her sisters shoulder fondly. Her eyes were bright, and a mischievous grin spread across her lips—a telltale sign that she had a story to tell! But she was mute, for now. Not a word would be spoken without Lyra there, too; they were one, and they were all.