Moonspear birthed from a bloodline

Hydra was near enough to intercept when the call came. She had the attitude of any yearling on her way into 'coming of age' territory[mash]interested if it had four legs and the scent that indicated it was a male. Though her attentions of late seemed solely for Dirge, Hydra had little qualm in investigating other potential suitors. She determined relatively quickly if a wolf was worth her time or not, and most of the time they seemed not to be.

She moved toward him at an easy clip, ears flicking and body language as guarded as it was intrigued. The Beta moved toward him alertly, wanting to first and foremost gather his scents. Her own position was revealed with a lifted plume and her head held high, and there was a light prance in her step that foretold of some flirtatious intent.