Lyra sighed as Owyn once again turned a whole group into catering to his whims just because he chose to act as an individual.  She warned them.  They could have gotten rid of him or something, but they didn't.  She moved with her team once the other two decided to leave as well, letting Ulyssa take the lead, glad that somebody else was showing leadership traits.  Somebody needed to trump Owyn, and she was fairly certain that it could never be her.  Ulyssa on the other hand?  Very possible.  Maybe she could knock him down a peg.

"You're right.  We need to do all of those things.  You can get fire stuff ready," He delegated, looking to her with a 'tell me you can't' challenge.

Lyra rolled her eyes and looked to Soren, knowing exactly where her place was in this party.  "I can hunt!"  She exclaimed brightly, completely positive that this was her calling in their mini-tribe of four.  "I'm really good at being quiet, climbing, and my bow doesn't damage the meat," She pointed out, glancing to Soren's rifle-sword.  "Not to mention my eyes are great and I can see in the dark."

"You?  Quiet?"  Owyn asked, cocking his head as he'd overheard.  "Please.  Just because you weigh nothing doesn't mean you're stealthy.  Not to mention, you don't ever stop talking."

She didn't give him the validation of replying.  By now, Lyra was more than used to his antagonizing and condescending tones.  She looked back to Soren, "I'd love to at least give a try.  I've never [i]actually[/i] hunted, but I know I'd be good at it. Plus," The girl's ears twitched slightly, "I've got a bit of a meat tooth."  She pointed out, snickering at her own pun.  Owyn let out an audible, exasperated sigh of irritation.  Her laughter cut off quickly and she just scowled at him, but he wasn't looking so she kind of just left the good mood behind again.  With more than a little bit of bitterness, she asked, "And what are [i]you[/i] going to be doing?"

He smiled and rolled his eyes.  "Stand watch and supervise, of course.  Somebody has to keep an eye on the actual site that we're gonna be using so that no Grimm or other students come try to take it for themselves."

Lyra didn't seem so impressed, swiveling her gaze back to Soren as if to ask, 'you see what I deal with now?'  She shrugged, callous now to his arrogant and almost freeloading attitude.  Her hand ran absently through her hair for a moment as they left the temple, shaking her head to clear out the agitation caused by Owyn.