Bramblepoint I'll man the flashlight.

At the others request, Hydra released. This had been a spar, not a battle for dominance. Bar her predictability, Towhee had done well—and Hydra had went to say as much, but the girl was quick to depart the scene. Hydra, panting, watched her go until she heard the call of her sister. She had found something interesting, it seemed—perhaps what they had smelled. So Hydra, giving Towhee not another thought, turned on her heel and bounded off in the opposite direction of Towhee, toward Alya.