Moonspear redemption interlude [bwp]

Hydra had been heading toward the borders when, to her fortune, the wind informed her of Gannet and Dirge's proximity. She quickened her pace and when she noted a third was among them, on the ground, the quickness in which the distance was closed seemed like a blink of an eye. Confidently she moved onto the scene where she noted Dune was on the ground, submitting completely. She did not question the two longer-standing packmates, she was certain there was a reason—

When she saw for herself.

The furs along her nape prickled. Your throat, Hydra looked to him. It was the most vulnerable thing upon a wolf, other than their stomach. It's trapped! Hydra closed the distance but was unaggressive in her movements. She, too, wanted to investigate the scents upon it. Who was killing Dune? Was he dying? It seemed like he was in stable enough condition... but her nose would suss out the details. It knew illness.