Moonspear the very best, that no one ever was

Moving with Lyra, Hydra moved to nip her roughly. There was never a need to exert herself over Lyra, though Hydra paused midhunt for Alya to dip into a playbow and growl invitingly, to entice her sister into a quick spar. Her tail swayed over her hindquarters and she waited for Lyra to respond in kind before she made another move—though perhaps Lyra would be the first one to begin their play. She was watchful, calculating the movements of her sister. It would never do to underestimate any of the triplets, and Hydra would never make such a foolish error.