Moonspear gleaning gleaming

At Hydra's touch, Lyra felt reassured, and became keenly aware of how in sync she was with her sister. They moved as one as they watched Amekaze, ears turning at every noise in perfect harmony, eyes following their mother's every movement. She didn't even have to voice her thoughts; Lyra knew her intentions the second she moved forward. Even without Alya present, they worked in tandem. Silently, she slipped out from the shadows with her mirror image.

Lyra released a playful growl as she rounded the other side of Amekaze. She was far less experienced in battle tactics than Hydra, but she at least knew how to follow instructions. So she waited to see what her sister would do, all the while circling their mother who had most likely just wanted some peace and quiet.