Moonspear and all the people in a dream wait for the machine

By the time Hydra and her sisters showed, much had come to pass. With Moonspear being as large as it was, the Beta and her sisters marked diligently the other part of their territory, and even participated in dispatching two coyotes. They were unaware that a coywolf was the more present danger; the call that had come arrived, unbeknownst to the trio, after the incident occurred. 

And so they arrived in a full sprint, determination in their eyes. Their pace slowed considerably when they noted no others there but their family, and as @Alya and @Lyra surveyed Vela, Drogon, and their father, Hydra moved past them all to sniff the marred earth. The scent was undeniable; Hydra licked her chops and her muzzle wrinkled as she swung to face the group. It seemed that things had settled here, but Hydra was far from content herself. She noted that her father was far from it, as well. She looked to Drogon, a proud glint in her eye—no doubt he had taken care of things, though she did wish he had called sooner so she could have partaken. 

She had not caught the tail-end of his speech. Hydra shook out her ruff and invited Drogon to her side. Let's see where his trail might lead, she invited. He was Vaati's wolf, but just like Titmouse this would not stop her from seeking a proper justice for her sister should they find him. Nodding to her father, Hydra and her sisters moved out—it was up to Drogon if he would join them or not.