Moonspear she may not be a pharaoh, but she guzzled down the Nile

Out from her sisters jaws, well and truly into her own as Hydra seized the opportunity. Such was their way. Hydra snared the animal by the scruff and with a savage shake of her head, its neck was effectively broken. It might have been dead before that, so sure and crushing was Hydra's snare-like grip. She released it then, and it fell limply to the earth at her feet. 

Panting, Hydra looked to Lyra. There was blood upon her, and Hydra felt great anger toward the thing at their feet. With a rumble, Hydra grabbed at the hindquarter of the beast and whuffed around the haunch, dragging it her way and tempting her sister to a game of draw-and-quarter. A childhood favorite, between she, Lyra, and Alya... or as others knew it better, tug-of-war.