Moonspear gleaning gleaming

As her mother stalked toward the den, Hydra stalked her. She had become truly good at this now, though with her mothers increased wariness it would be no surprise if the dark leader had an inkling that she was being followed. Hydra kept herself well out of sight, and also kept the wind in her own favor even if it meant adjusting her course. When her mother paused before the den the cubs were kept in, Hydra kept herself behind a large, jutting boulder and a strangely placed tree. Hydra, too, noted the clouds overhead... her nostrils flared, and she sensed the approach of rain within the hour.