Moonspear informal disco

Hydra looked thoughtful at her sisters question. I can show you better than I can tell you, she said after a beat. Maybe tonight, if you want to, she offered, brows lifting. When her sisters stomach gurgled, Hydra could not think of why—maybe she was still hungry, even if she did not recognize it, or maybe she was digesting. The girl was honestly no expert. Make sure you eat some more today, she thought to say.