Bramblepoint and in the glade a light was seen of stars in shadow shimmering

From the mountains, Hydra observed once more the movement of a herd. They neared Bramblepoint, and thus her expedition began. After advising her parents of her trip to investigate what might become their quarry, Hydra headed toward the woodlands she had once frequented. By the time she had arrived, so had the herd. They had arrived shortly before she had, she observed, noting the imprints they had left behind where they had bedded only a night ago. Licking her chops, Hydra moved around the impacted area, sniffing to suss out telltale signs of weakness within the herd. No sickness, no blood—but that did not mean there was no weakness she might see with her eyes, or her ears.

Hydra's ears pricked, her eyes following the trail they had taken. Mutely, she moved to follow it, licking her chops.