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Her nose twitched. This scent was weird. And it was her dad's? Why was it so weird? IT felt so odd just laying in his den waiting for him to return, but she knew better than to bother her mother when she was in this kind of mood. After the last journey to find their father, their mother had been less than happy. More moving, more hunting, but not normal hunting... hunting for their father. And eventually, here they were. At his den. Waiting for his return.

She sighed heavily, dropping her head onto her paws. She was bored. She didn't like laying around. She had napped fitfully for a few minutes, she guessed, but now she was wide awake. When would their father come? What did he look like, even? Wait - what was that?

Nose twitching almost violently, her head jerked up. She smelled something. It smelled like the den! Except stronger. Her dad? And then voices! Wiggling excitedly, she started trying to pop out of the den, just as Aquila woke up. Grinning at her smaller sibling, she lunged forward to give him an affectionate lick before wiggling out at the same time as him. Except, instead of his sleepy words, she was already a bundle of energy, skipping all around Chaos. Bouncing beside him, under him, everywhere, and she stopped, butt still wriggling, in front of his face. "Are you our dad? Hi! Hello! I'm Lyra!"