Moonspear what a beautiful life away

Suspicious, indeed. 

Hydra was working on her stalking. Although she preferred the more direct and savage approach, she did seek to become adept and proficient in this. But still, at her age she was hardly an expert in this craft. She heard nothing that her parents had discussed, having only recently caught onto their trail. Only when she was near did Hydra crouch and crawl forward, her tail waving slowly behind her. There was a rocky outcropping nearby she hid behind, but the wind was—unbeknownst to her—not in her favor.

 

*INVADES* if this isnt ok lmk!!!