Moonspear even if your hope has burned with time, anything that's dead shall be regrown

Glad that Galaxy seemed willing to learn, Hydra waved her tail to her younger sister. And at her sisters question, Hydra squinted. Uh, what do you eat now? Unsure if she still ate the after of what the pack ate, Hydra offered her muzzle for Galaxy to poke. But if Galaxy suggested other fare, Hydra would dig something up no problem. She was not much of a caretaker, but she had food to spare in her system.