Lýra

Theme song: j's lullaby

As you make your way through the tundra, you can't help but marvel at the beauty of the wilderness around you. The air is crisp and fresh, and the sounds of birds and animals fill your ears.
It's not long before you sense a presence nearby, and as you turn your head to look, a wolf is trotting towards you, sending bits of snow flying in her wake. You freeze, uncertain of what to do, but as the wolf comes closer, you realize that she means no harm. Her black and white fur coat is sleek, and glistens in the sunlight, and her brown eyes are warm and friendly. She stops in front of you, regarding you with a mix of curiosity and caution.

"Hello," she says in a soft voice. "I am Lýra. And you are...?"

You introduce yourself and explain that you simply stay at the pack's territory as a guest for a few days.

Lýra nods her head in understanding. "We do not often have visitors, but we value hospitality above all else - if the visitor isn't a threat, of course." She gives you a small smile, putting you at ease.

It's then that Kaj appears, padding quietly up behind Lýra. His presence is commanding as always and he seems on a good enough day not to throw words and threats at you like the first time you meet him. Perhaps it's because of the female's presence.

"Lýra," he says, nodding to you in short greeting. "I see you've met our guest."

Lýra smiles at Kaj, her eyes lighting up. "Yes, I have," she says, turning back to you. "This is Kaj, our lead warrior. I trust you've already made his acquaintance?"

You nod cautiously, remembering the 'welcome' the Lead Warrior gave you, full of intimidation and warnings. Kaj regards you with a cold expression before turning back to Lýra.

"I was hoping to catch you before your next hunt. The Jarl has requested our presence for a meeting."

Lýra's demeanor shifts slightly, becoming more serious. "Of course," she says, giving you a small nod of farewell. "I must go, but I hope we will have the chance to speak more later."

As she walks away, Kaj turns towards you, tail raised and neck bristling.

"Don't think for a moment that just because Lýra is friendly with you, you are safe here," he growls. "If you cause any trouble, you will regret it." Kaj's eyes bore into yours for a few more seconds before turning away to follow Lýra.

Birth Pack: Ravengarde Tribe
Father: Tirian
Role: Chaser
Relationships: Kaj (love interest) ; Octavia (mother ✝) ; Sage ( little sister) ; Phyre (grandmother ✝) ; Aleksei (uncle ✝) ; Davios (uncle ✝)

Lýra was once a small, playful pup with an adventurous spirit and a heart of gold. She grew close to both Jarak and Kaj from the moment they met, despite Kaj's gruff attitude towards her at the beginning. It never fazed her. If anything, it did the opposite. And Jarak certainly found it entertaining to have Kaj always keeping an eye on her, even if he didn't seem aware of it himself.
Lýra was a good learner from the start. She watched and learned from her two older companions, eager to prove herself as an equal. Her apprenticeship was an intimidating prospect for anyone, let alone a pup so young, but she rose to the occasion admirably and soon joined the hunting parties.

Lýra never confessed it out loud, but she had always had a soft spot for Kaj ever since they first met. The subtle glances Lýra and Kaj gave each other were something Jarak noticed, and he always smiled knowingly, never failing to tease his moody friend that he had a secret admirer - even though they both knew the affection was mutual. All that remained was for one of them to take the first step and surprisingly, Jarak was betting on Lýra.