Moonspear for the life i took from you, my king

Hydra bested him swiftly, though there was little pride to be had in this victory against a child. She stood over him and grinned toothily at him from above, before moving to nip near one of his whiskers. Snorting, she withdrew from her position above him and shook out her furs. Noticing foxfur in the corner of her eye, Hydra moved to pick it up and trotted haughtily toward her brother, hoping to entice him in a healthy game of tug-of-war. It was a favorite of hers, and she was eager to introduce the way she played this game with her brother. It would take time to get him to the level she and Gannet had reached, but, she would instruct him. For now, simply playing would have to suffice for her.