Moonspear broken halo

Hydra sighed. I've taught Korei the basics already, she informed. I can only hope her retention is good. She had provided lessons more than once, but Hydra had her doubts. But her misery was not for Korei Julia; it was for the loss at hand. It had happened in their own home. The bastard had not called to them. If he was not the wolf who had brought her her fate, why would he not do that? 

But the question was fading from her mind at long last. Hydra thought of the eye she had stolen from Titmouse as a star winked out of existence before her own two eyes. It was comforting to know that she had stolen something from him in turn. His life would have been better, the whole of it, but it seemed even her friends cared more for the enemy than they did for her own sister. 

That burned her conscience, and suddenly there was a bitter taste in her mouth.