Moonspear shelter

She knew that was going to happen. Lyra was just glad she hadn't settled on the description of a yellow flower before telling her more exuberant sister to help her find it. Knowing Hydra, she would be back with a variety of flowers all in differing shades of yellow. Lyra watched as the other girl disappeared into the woodland with a taunt. "H-Hydra, wait!" she called though she knew it was a futile effort.

She chased after her, finding her sister's laughter infectious. The giggles subsided though as she drew up just behind Hydra, feeling a sense of mischievousness overcome her. "There's some up ahead!" she said, quietly veering off into the shadows of the trees and hoping her sister would take the bait.