Moonspear house so empty, need a centerpiece

Even as focused on Charon as she was, Alya noticed her sister's ire. She was far to in-tune not to catch on to something like that, even if moment of excitment sometimes caused her to sin against the nature of the Cereberus and step out of her role. She shot the middle head a look of contrition and moved quickly to place Licks of Affection and Askance for Mercy upon her most beloved sister's chin.

Hoping this would appease Hydra, she fell back into her rightful place at her sister's side and listened dutifully to the words the Great White was speaking to them. Maybe they would get to kill something! Alya shot Hydra another significant look and thought about going to wake Lyra - but the moment was now, and if they didn't take it, they would never know what might've happened!

So she followed Hydra and Daddy, trying her best to contain herself and to behave with the solemnity and decour that a princess such as herself ought to have.

But a cave? What was a cave?

"Cave," Alya whispered excitedly, imagining a large wolf with rocks instead of skin, and maybe grass instead of fur but obviously you couldn't see a lot of grass because grass didn't grow so well on rocks. Duh. "Are they bald?" she asked, bouncing slightly even as she carefully flanked the Crowned Princess.