Moonspear five-ever

Weather: 28°F, clear. For @Lyra.

Dune knew of the two other sisters: Lyra and Alya, but he did not know them. Even Hydra was elusive when she was around. None of the Ostrega family seemed particularly... open. Was that the right word? Friendly? Welcoming? They lacked whatever it was that Dune and Gannet shared, he knew that much. Wraen had also possessed it. The quality was not something Dune could pinpoint, but he knew it when he saw it. In some ways, he still felt a stranger to much of the pack as much as he yearned to be part of the whole.

In an effort to do this, he had decided to track down Lyra. He had seen her in passing, and they had exchanged names, but beyond that, he knew little. Was she a hunter? A fighter? Did she like her life here? Did she like Dune's company? What did she think about four of the pack's core members up and leaving them? Had she been friends with them? These questions had broiled in Dune's mind about Lyra (and others in the pack).

He spotted her up ahead, and with a woof, hoped to get her attention.