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Had Shuck been privy to Hydra's thoughts, he might have reassured her that he was not as hale and healthy as he appeared; it took great effort to maintain the illusion in spite of his ongoing hunger. The wolf instead slowed his pace one measured step at a time, until he came to a standstill at the top of one foothill, allowing her the opportunity to draw near and gather what information she wished.

In the meantime, he sought to turn his head and sniff at Hydra's hide, issuing only a soft warning growl if she got a little too eager about his own personal space. He knew little of the lands he found himself in, so any information he could garner from her was more than he started with.