Moonspear different place, different time, all the stars are in their prime

Her sobs softened as Hydra gently spoke her name, reassuring her that she was fine. Lyra peeked open one eye, staring in horror at her sister's disfigured ear. No, not disfigured. Corrected. She quickly gave a glance to Alya's own notched ear to compare her work. It seemed to be accurate enough. She had gotten the ear right, at least. Blood dripped from Hydra's ear however and Lyra couldn't help her stomach from doing flips at the sight.

When asked if she was ready, she gave a stern nod, squeezing her eyes shut once again. She heard Alya offer her scruff and felt her crouch before her, though the girl shook her head gently. She had already hurt one of her sisters today; she didn't want to cause anymore pain. Instead, the girl rested her head upon Alya's shoulder to steady herself, leaving her ear free for Hydra. "Go."