Moonspear who knows, if she never showed up what could've been

Osiris couldn't help but grin knowingly as Leta inquired about Hydra's identity. Although he wanted nothing more than to jump to her defense, he knew that it wasn't his place to do so. "They have a third sister, too—he name is Lyra," he added once his mother had answered, "She's the medic here. I'm sure you'll meet her soon." Osiris would help out Leta whenever he could—, especially when identifying the triplets. He knew it was difficult to distinguish them; his unique upbringing had given him an advantage. 

Osiris smiled broadly once Leta had been accepted, and he bumped his shoulder against hers. "Thank you," he breathed, feeling suddenly thrilled. Osiris turned to his new-packmate then, his smile growing and his tail wagging. "I can show you around and help you settle in," he offered.