Moonspear all is as all should be

Gah, sorry for the wait! <3

She had spent a lot of her time with Hydra lately as her sister's pregnancy reached its final stages. The year before had prepared them well, and things seemed to be going smoothly enough, though Lyra still couldn't help but stay close to her twin, eager to oversee the process and offer help where needed. Hydra, however, as patient as she was with her mirror images, seemed to have had enough of her nearly overbearing company and, with a snap of her jaws, sent Lyra elsewhere for the rest of the day, leaving Alya to tend to the hormonal woman.

So the Ostrega headed somewhere other than the den, taking to the granite cliff faces of the Spear instead. She paced aimlessly up and down the trails, features impassive but her body language betraying an anxiety that rarely surfaced nowadays. Eventually, after burning through some of the nervous energy, she made her way to where the landscape evened out a little, hoping to find some relief in stretching out in the verdant grasses before a sudden, familiar noise caught her attention.

She paused, casting a glance over her shoulder to see Dirge in the distance, whom she invited closer with a toss of her head, before wandering forward and collapsing unceremoniously to the ground with a huff.