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Hydra, she introduced, her own posture growing lax when she noted that Olive seemed to mind herself before her. Hydra's ears flicked atop her head, and she glanced toward the confounded cub before looking back to Olive. She glanced toward her father; she had wanted to hang out with him, and supposed that this would suffice. This was a new member, after all. Hydra tried to remembered what Olive had spoken of when joining... And when she did, she spoke on the topic: You wish to become a botanist, Hydra was not so interested in this for herself, but for her sister Lyra. Do you know much of plants?