Moonspear gleaning gleaming

Ever the shadow to her sisters, Lyra followed at a fair distance from Hydra who in turn was trailing their mother. She was too far from her to even see the dark shape of her sister and, really, was only tracking the scent she left behind. The wind was in Lyra's favour, too, though she did not mind if her fellow triplet was aware of her following. It was a common occurrence.

She noted they headed towards the den and picked up the pace, ever eager to see her younger siblings. When she finally happened upon them, though, she quickly slid from the shadows and materialised beside Hydra who had hidden herself. She gave her a flick of a notched ear in greeting as she stared, crouching from behind the boulder, expression blank and eyes locked on her mother.