Sisterly Love [Harpy]

[Lyra]

Petite puppy paws padding away from the slumbering pile of wolves, coyotes, and coywolves. They were a strange bunch, assorted and of various species, but they were meant to be—Lyra had known that since the young pup could ever remember. The coyote dominant seemed to be quite a lot shorter than her brothers and around the same size as her sister. Despite feeling somewhat dwarfed by her brothers, Lyra was not intimidated by them, although the gender and size difference created an ever-so-slight gap between them. She felt close to them still and loved them just as much but the miniscule youth felt that she could relate quite a bit more to Harpy than her other siblings.

A puppyish desire burned within Lyra to explore, to discover what was out there. Leaving her family at the back of her mind, the minute coywolf stumbled over the slumbering bodies of her kin, seeking some solitary time. She could observe the running water, perhaps find it for herself.

Slow, steady breathing sounded in the background as ambient noise but Lyra ignored it, following the pretty trickle of water echoing somewhere far into Le-Le-Lerehh-Lerelum! No, Lerelm! Yes, that was it! Treading lightly so as to not wake up the family of six that she had so rambunctiously tripped over, the blue-eyed female grew closer to the water with earnest.

It was... It was beautiful. By the faint sunlight seeping through the tunnel, the expansive body of fresh water almost seemed to glow, reflecting what little light there was. The entire cavern lit up ever so slightly from the water's reflection, Lyra gasping in awe as she looked at the beautiful place before her. Lerelm's water source was more stunning than any of the various forests, lakes, or fields from Lyra's pulchritudinous, sensual dreams. Maybe this would create more dreams for the artistic fae.

Every sense was heightened as Lyra took in the scene before her. Her family's snores and... And something else, perhaps pawsteps, were still audible, but mostly drowned out by the sound of the beauteous water. There was no scent in the air aside from the faint hint of coywolves and some other coywolf that seemed awfully close. Wait... What other coywolves were there apart from her siblings? Lyra sure had not met any others of her unique hybrid species.

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Words: 400
Tags: Harpy
Notes: Yayy! So excited for them >.<
Muse: Great

[Harpy]

It was difficult for Harpy to go back to sleep once she’d woken up, her mind seemed to buzz with thoughts and plans and ideas for the day, refusing to switch back off. There was never any point in waking up before everyone else, though, so Harpy tended to lie awake amongst her family’s slumbering bodies, waking for someone to wake up and cure her boredom. Harpy had an insatiable appetite for excitement, constantly looking for something new to keep her mind occupied. This morning, it came in the form of her younger sister, extrapolating herself from the sleep-huddle, and sneaking away.

Harpy’s head lifted with interest as soon as her sister was out of sight, ears and eyes alert. A perfunctory glance around told her that the rest of her family were still asleep, and that was all she needed before she carefully untangled herself from the comfortable mess of limbs, snouts, and tummies, and snuck away after Lyra.

Harpy found already that she was closest to her sister. Despite being practically the anti-thesis to her, she enjoyed her company. Lyra was shyer than Harpy, much more introverted, too, but Harpy didn’t mind in the slightest. Perhaps it was the older sister in her, but she often found herself double-checking that Lyra was safe. That wasn’t to say she wouldn’t drag her along for any adventures her curiosity might lead her to, but there would still be quick glances in her direction to ensure she was okay, and quick glances at everything else to make sure it wouldn’t pose a threat to her. They were more or less the same size, but Harpy always felt ready to defend her regardless.

As she trailed her sister through the tunnels, delving deeper and deeper into the mountains. Light as she was, Harpy had no difficulty keeping her paw-steps quiet, barely making a sound as they pressed softly against the damp earth. The trickling of water began to grow louder and louder, until the narrow tunnel turned into a vast cavern filled with rippling water. The walls were alight with the reflection of the blue water, caused by the faint light filtering in from the surface above. Lyra was seated beside the eerie pool of water, looking so peaceful that Harpy almost felt bad disturbing her.

Deciding not to leap at her and tackle her to the ground as she might have with one of her brothers, Harpy simple crept to her side, sat beside her, and then leaned in close to whisper, “Boo” in her ear, as quietly as she could.

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Word count: 430
Notes: SQUEE
Tags: Lyra

[Lyra]

Sitting peacefully, the miniature coywolf enjoyed how the water of Luh-Lerelm, yes, that was it, lapped at her petite paws. It was almost ticklish in a way and it soothed the young pup. She liked this place. It was close to her den as well so she could sneak off to it frequently. Perhaps—

"Boo."

Lyra shrieked in surprise and landed with a splash in the water, thrashing worriedly in fear that she might drown. However, the liquid proved itself to be rather shallow, at least where Lyra had fallen in, so she pulled herself back up to her out-of-proportion paws, still gangly from puphood, before facing whoever had surprised her.

She recognised the scent as her sister, Harpy, who must have sneaked up on the younger coywolf as she was distracted. Frowning, the more colourful of the sisters walked up to her ambusher, trying to reprimand her without meaning any actual harm.

"Why'd you do that?" Lyra asked, attempting to gently bat Harpy's ear. Then, an idea formed in the young pup's head, one that was only the type of mischievous that she showed around her family. Harpy was family.

If Harpy could make Lyra fall into the water, what was to say that the younger sibling could not have revenge? Of course, she would not try to truly hurt Harpy. Just some... Puppy fun, so to speak. Smirking playfully, Lyra asked, "Why not sit at the edge of the water with me? It's soothing to have water lap at your paws."

To demonstrate, Lyra moved closer to the water and assumed her position again, although she kept an eye on her surroundings this time so that Harpy could not make the little coywolf fall into the beautiful although cold body of water again. Hopefully, the monochrome pup would follow suit and fall for it—literally.

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Tags: Harpy
Notes: So sorry this sucks D: My muse disappeared but I didn't want to keep you waiting!

[Harpy]

Of all the things Harpy expected her sister to do, falling into the water was one of the last. In retrospect, it should have been the logical probability, but Harpy hadn’t thought it would be that scary. At most she’d thought she’d make Lyra jump just a little, she’d even half expected her not to react at all, given how sensitive her hearing was. When Lyra fell into the water with a loud splash, Harpy’s heart froze, suddenly prepared to run and fetch their parents. They were too young to know how to swim yet, and if Harpy caused her sister to drown…

Luckily, she didn’t have to finish that thought. After some overdramatic thrashing, Lyra discovered that she’d fallen in a shallow part of the water. Life or death scenario avoided, suddenly the whole thing was funny, and Harpy began laughing uncontrollably at the unhappy look on her sister’s face, desperately trying to stifle the snorts of laughter because she knew it shouldn’t be funny. Lyra could have drowned, but there she stood, looking like a drowned rat and scowling at Harpy. Still giggling, Harpy attempted to dodge the playful attack on her ear, but truthfully she deserved it.

“Why’d you do that?”

“Do what?” she asked, her giggles subsided but a cheeky grin still lighting up her expression. “You’re the silly goose who went and fell in the water. All I wanted to do was say ‘hello’!” It was hardly fair to blame Harpy for falling into the water, she couldn’t have been that scary, could she? Maybe she was… Maybe she was far scarier than she knew. The thought made her giggle again, but she was distracted by her sister trying to goad her to the water’s edge.

“What do you think I am? Stupid?” she said, rolling her eyes at her sister. “You’ll have to try harder than that if you want to get me to fall in that water.” She eyed the water suspiciously, backing away even further, as though her sister could drag her in through sheer force of will. “If you’re going to push anyone in there, it should be Rowan or Sirius.”

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Word count: 360
Notes: I'm sorry this sucks so much ): my muse has died a death
Tags: Lyra

[Lyra]

Puppy blue eyes rolled at Harpy's playful reply. "Well then, maybe you should learn that 'boo' and 'hello' aren't synonymous," the younger of the sisters said in reply. "But hello to you as well, Harpy."

After the coyote dominant shook out what moisture she could from her dripping fur, she watched eagerly to see what Harpy would do. To the frisky coywolf's disappointment, it seemed that her older sister saw through Lyra's plot. A puppy maw frowned, wondering what gave it away so easily. Had she really been that transparent? Or perhaps it was simply Harpy's previously unknown ability to read her siblings well. After all, they had spent most of their short lives together so far. Her musings became irrelevant, however, as the other pup spoke of pushing in their rambunctious brothers, bringing an amused snicker to the multihued fae's pink mouth.

Lyra's visual mind pictured the larger duo toppling into the waters of Lerelm just as their colourful sister had, bringing another bout of giggles to the small pup. The image of them falling, despite its slightly unpleasant nature, was comical to the coywolf. No harm had come to her so no harm would come to her brothers; it was not as if she was laughing at their pain, because their pain was nonexistent.

"That'd be a good idea. Maybe we could try it someday," the mottled she-pup commented, an innocent expression on her face. Then lifting a creamy paw slyly, Lyra dipped her paw into the sparkling liquid before swooping the limb towards Harpy, attempting to splash some of the water onto the eldest coywolf. One did not have to fall into the aquifer in order to drench one's fur, and the coyote dominant did still fancy seeing water dripping from her sister's more muted fur tones.

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Harpy
Actually the slowest and crappiest reply on Ani D:

[Harpy]

Amusement rolled through Harpy at her sister’s chastising words. Lyra was the younger sister, and yet already seemed more mature than Harpy was. “That’s a big word,” she replied, nose crinkling in curiosity. “Synonymous. Where’d you hear that? What’s it mean?” Aside from being more mature, Lyra also seemed to be wiser, with knowledge far beyond her age. Harpy didn’t much mind, though, and it meant that her sister could teach her all fun new words and interesting bits of information she discovered, and in return Harpy would avoid causing her to fall into large expanses of water in the future.

When Harpy suggested pushing their brothers in the water, Lyra seemed to like the idea. Her giggles were infectious, too, and soon Harpy found herself tittering at the very thought of their big brothers, bedraggled and grumpy. “I think we should,” she agreed with a nod, “to get them back for all their pranks.” Sirius and Rowan were notorious for getting themselves into trouble, but Lyra and Harpy could be just as cheeky if they wanted to. Lucky for their family, the two were content to stay out of trouble and let their brothers get all the telling offs.

Having just thought so highly of her sister, Harpy found herself suddenly facing a barrage of water. A small squeak escaped her maw before it splashed across her black-and-white pelt, the cold water making her yelp in surprise. “Lyra!” she yelled, though there was only mirth in her tone. Now that she was wet, Harpy saw no reason to try and keep her coat dry. With a mischievous grin, she loped toward Lyra, trying and failing to look as fearsome as possible, before leaping over her and crashing into the peaceful aquifer. Although she was small, she made sure the splash was as big as possible, and hoped it would cover her sister from toe to tip.

Because of the speed and height that she’d jumped from, Harpy found herself pulled further beneath the water than she’d anticipated, and she didn’t resurface until a few long moments later. Luckily she’d already learnt to swim decently on her brief excursion with Sirius, so when she burst forth from the surface like a great sea monster and sent another wave of water toward Lyra, she was able to tread water and keep herself afloat. “Gotcha!” she said, laughing carelessly as she bobbed up and down on the undulating waves that her dive bomb had caused.

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Word count: 413
Notes: bleh
Tags: Lyra