Don’t kill my vibe

Getcha teeth and claws out!

It had taken a couple of moments, but Lyra would shake off her drowsiness. Once she rubbed her eyes awake, she looked up at her sister. Her tail was wagging, and there was a mischievous twinkle in her steely eyes. Korona would give her little sister space, which Lyra would greatly appreciate. There was honor in her not taking advantage of the sleepy pup. The obvious care behind Kor's amber hues would make Lyra feel treasured.

The Raiders were quite a violent group. Even from puppyhood, Lyra noticed all her siblings constantly fighting, tussling, and rough-housing. No one ever went out of their way to include her. She also never went out of her way to be involved. The girl just assumed no one wanted an easy target. What type of fun would it be? However, Korona gave her the opportunity today, and Lyra could hardly contain her excitement. Once she realized what Kor was saying, her tail began to swing rapidly.

"Hehe! Okay!", she would giggle as she shook her paws and body awake. Mimicking what she had seen others do numerous times. She would brace herself, leaving the space between her and her sister open and inviting the girl to make the first move.






"Speech!"