Firefly Glen up till dawn

She didn't miss Alya and Hydra's reactions to her comment, but ignored them with a slight turn of her head. The three couldn't truly be angry with one another, but when Lyra was in a mood, they sure did grate on her thin nerves. She gave a flick of her tail tip, silently simmering in the background as her two sisters conversed with the stranger.

One notched ear kept swivelled to them, however, eager to hear about where this Nikai boy lived. Easthollow. She had never heard of the place, but she was just as interested in it as her sisters, even if she didn't show it. At Hydra's glance she gave a small nod, agreeing to a journey should they ever make the effort to visit the boy. Lyra wondered why he couldn't just come visit Moonspear; as nice as she was sure Easthollow was, nothing would beat their mountain.