Moonspear fight until i'm gone

Alya gave a little chuckle. "It's... going," she decided, making a 'cute thinking face' that she'd practiced for many hours in front of Lyra and Hydra. "I think Wraen and I are friends, now. And maybe I'm friends with a girl from the valley. Oh - and a boy from the Caldera as well. But since I'm not too sure about any of them, it's hard to really get all the data together," she explained, practicing at being humorously self-deprecating again. Wolves at that shit right up for some reason. Odd, because she saw self-deprecation as a crippling weakness in others.

"What about you? I know you're friends with my sisters, but do you have many others?"

She'd not kept track of Terance's movements within the pack, considering him truthworthy enough to be allowed to roam unsupervised. Drogon, on the other hand, had not yet earned that right in the dark princess's eyes.