Moonspear three-headed menace

"What we need to do," Alya hummed, her expression one of deep thought, "Is find a way to get her to care about us, or at least about what we think. And then we'll slowly kill her spirit and maybe even get her to go crazy." She was pretty sure that her sister were capable of this. Why wouldn't they be?

"At the very least," she went on, sitting up and shaking off her pelt, "we should make sure she's never quite comfortable here. I'll rest easy with her on our turf if I know she lies awake at night, fearing us."

Ah, the simple things in life!