Moonspear bear necessities

Her mothers words confused Hydra. But then she (thought she) understood—Korei had found Galaxy's corpse, and refused to leave it. Take her with you, you idiot! But that moment came as quickly as it went. The bear disregarded them all, shoved Korei aside, and went for the (assumed) corpse. Hydra snarled loudly as she turned around, bristling. But Hydra at last heard a tiny voice, and looked to see Galaxy alive. 

The bear had even spoke. How she could understand it, Hydra hadn't the slightest idea. It spoke their language, or perhaps the Ostrega's spoke theirs, because looking to Lyra she noted that her sister understood, too. The only thing that stopped Hydra from fighting further was the fact that the life of her sister was literally in the paws of the bear. One careless move could kill her—for real this time. Even still, Hydra found herself resenting Korei—she had a chance to save Galaxy, to pick her up and run! She stewedThat is our cub. She is a wolf, she is my sister. Let her go, she directed, her ears pricked. Hydra looked to Galaxy, who made a request they could never possibly keep. But no one needed to know that then and there. Axe, tell her to let you go, her voice was a little softer. Kala might not listen to them, but she might listen to her.