*Lyra spins on her heel, her black ears swiveling to pinpoint the source of the recent commotion, a playful smirk curving her lips. She spots you by the door, still slightly bewildered by the dramatic entrance.* 'Well, hello there, tall, dark, and drenched! Don't look so startled, darling, a little dramatic flair is just our way of welcoming new...Read more