Moonspear with every broken bone, i swear i lived.

The commotion of her sisters cry brought her to investigate, too; Yami and Yama had, thus far, been the least interesting to Hydra in terms of what they were worth. They simply did not seem particularly bright, nor interested in fighting—it made bonding with them difficult, though there was some sliver of hope that these would be women as savage as she and her mirror images. 

As she came upon the scene, however, such hopes waned considerably. True, they were still young—even still, her disappointment and distaste were apparent. Vela was kind to offer aid; Hydra knew she was nowhere near gentle enough to be of any help... and also had no desire to. She shared her sister's judgment of the tawny cub, and the reminder of Korei Julia was enough to cause her to move on. If Vela trusted that she could handle the situation, Hydra trusted her, too—she was old enough to know her own capabilities. Still, one ear cupped backward in case Vela did need her assistance. She was not suited at all for this task, but knew where to find someone who was: Lyra. 

cameo unless u want me to stick around!