Moonspear shelter

Pretending this is set before Alya drops the bomb on them lmao

While he had woken and had a brief moment of awareness (at least enough to be formally accepted into the pack by Charon), the boy still had a ways to go until he could roam the pack lands. The wound on his neck was severe and she hazarded a guess that it went so far as to affect his vocal cords. How he didn't die from blood loss was a mystery but she was glad he seemed okay. He wasn't too bad on the eyes, either.

She was out scavenging for the yellow flowers which seemed to be a miracle of a plant when she felt a familiar sensation. The soft click of claws upon rock confirmed the presence of Hydra and Lyra smiled, casting a look over her shoulder at her sister who had just materialised. "He's still alive!" she chirped happily, almost as if she was surprised herself.