Moonspear damn it tears me up

"sisters?" he echoed, blinking a few times, "lyra?" his comment was phrased like a question, a clear indication of who he was talking about now. he hadn't been far when he'd met lyra, so maybe she was here-- it made sense, a whole lot of sense actually. he stood a little taller with this news, excited that he might be able to find one of the only wolves in teekon that he hadn't found a fault with.

"forceful," he offered, a small smirk. self-righteous and bossy, maybe, but forceful seemed a bit nicer than both of those words.