Moonspear gleaning gleaming

While Lyra and Hydra probably had some sense of where Alya currently stood - waiting in the wings for a chance to slip in, having arrived a bit late to the party - she doubted it was on the forefront of their minds. Mamakaze was a wily adversary, not easily given to becoming prey. It was awe-inspiring to watch her graceful evasion of the pair, and - as she often did when seeing the older Ostrega in action - Alya began to fervently hope she would one day be as canny and wise as her venerable mother.

Silently, the third head of the Cerberus watched the scene playing out before her. No glitter of eyes or swish of tail betrayed her position, but the girl did let out a low, quiet pip - a crude imitation of a woodchuck she hoped her mother was too occupied to pay any mind to. Hydra and Lyra, however, would know who it came from, and what it meant.

Alya waited for direction.