Moonspear northern lights

Two days ago, Hydra had felt a phantom pain within a hind leg. She had bristled and snapped before the sensation had faded, but when she woke the Beta felt it again today. Disgruntled by this, Hydra lifted her head off of the shoulder of @Lyra and nosed it roughly. Wake up, Hydra commanded, voice sharp. Alya. I think she may be in trouble. We are going to find her, The Beta untangled herself from her sister and looked to the horizon, tail lashing behind her. She did not feel any fear, though what some might call anxiety bloomed within her belly. That feeling put her at some ease; the danger was not perilous. But it was enough for Hydra to want to seek her.