Moonspear whimsical

His words were heard, though not all of them were understood. 'Pesky' was a new one that she kept in her back pocket, and she kept on bounding forward. She, unlike Alya and Lyra, was by no means covert in her mission. She was the least stealthy of the bunch, but Hydra hadn't the need to be. Hydra was the head of the beast, the one that would perpetually strike for the kill. The guardian and the mercenary, certainly not the hunter or the scout.

She hit her mark, but released quickly as Charon shouted about a bear. Hydra danced around his legs to avoid being accidentally stepped on, and then copied his exact actions. Aaaaahhhh, air affack!!! T's were difficult for her, and at present she pronounced them utterly wrong. She ran in circles right with him, laughing all the while, and screaming at the top of her lungs to accomadate and accentuate his panic.