Moonspear tell me what the rain knows, o is this the flood of fortune

Her routine with her four was much the same as the year prior, blessedly. Motherhood, even at this stage, was an exhausting task. Dirge brought her food the hour prior, and her babes suckled Hydra nourished herself on what she had asked for. Her fangs dug and tore at her favorite portion of the meat; he had even been kind enough to tear out and bring her the liver, her favored piece. Satisfied, Hydra began to gnaw at the bone while she watched her children sup. 

Her mind idled, as it sometimes did in these early days. Birth was a tiring endeavor, and so was feeding these miscreants nonstop. Soon enough she would be able to go and stretch her legs truly, but for now she must remain close at hand for her cubs. She watched @Caelum begin to doze, and soon enough @Altair (who was quite loud). As @Mira and @Mintaka followed suit, falling into their own food comas, Hydra's eyes began to close as she again let sleep take her for a time.