[center][b][h3][color=aqua]Lyra Steppon[/color][/h3][/b][/center]

Despite the near sub-zero temperatures that formed in the bleak icy tundra, Lyra continues tromping along the frozen caked dirt confidently with a smile. While everyone else was holding onto their thick wooly coats, she was tromping along in her regular Wroggi attire, one that was painfully more suited to warmer climates, humming to a song. It's almost looks as if the cold never really bothered her that much. Is it because she took a hot drink or meat before heading out? Perhaps her bundle of raw energy alone keeps her warm? Whatever the case, it looks as if the cold won't be stopping her anytime soon.

As her partner Serra breaks the ice on the conversation with some small talk, Lyra couldn't help but to join in. [color=aqua]"Of course, silly!"[/color] she replies in a friendly joking manner, [color=aqua]"If you have Khezus, Barioths, and Popos living in these icy habitats, surely this creature is no different! I mean, the first two don't even have fur anyways. Oooh, I still wonder what our Jack-Jack friend looks like? Maybe a nice roar will suffice~?"[/color] Yet just as she finishes, a large bellow echoed throughout the ecosystem. It was an unfamiliar roar, nothing like any creature Lyra heard up to this point. Her eyes seem to sparkle, gasping as she looks in the direction of where the noise came from. [color=aqua]"Oooooooh, is that her?"[/color] she asks aloud as she listens for the sound again.

Once again, another icy howl echoes through the land, this one being much louder than the previous one. Lyra makes a stupidly large grin as she giggles in glee. [color=aqua]"Yup! That must be her!"[/color] she clarifies as she begins to trot faster, [color=aqua]"This way everyone! C'mon!"[/color] With that she begins running ahead towards the direction of the snow, almost as if she has no care in being seen or heard by the creature. Of course she knows better than to simply walk in blind on a mother monster's cave right?

Riiiiiiiiiight?