Moonspear deception on my lips

terance spotted her rather quickly. against the white snow and pale stones, the cerberus often stood out. of course, unless they wanted to be hidden, then they wouldn't be seen. at first, terance assumed it was hydra, and strode up without any hesitation, offering a grin. but she didn't greet him like hydra would've-- like best buds-- and terance didn't think this was lyra... he didn't know why, it just didn't feel like lyra. oof, suddenly he felt awkward. 

sweating.

"hey, alya," he said, trying not to be immediately obnoxious. but guilt was already taking a hold of his stomach and shaking it around-- damn why couldn't he just have a normal meal. "i'm... sorry--" he started, tail still, "--about the other day," he said quickly, ears splaying. it was her fault, but he'd been friends with hydra long enough to know not to put the blame on alya for all this-- outwardly, at least, he could think whatever he wanted in that pretty little head of his.