Moonspear aerodynamic

Hydra tilted her head at her fathers words, wondering how he might know—she had drifted even further than the borders, but before she could get too far she returned... though not after meeting a boy named Rian. Hydra thought of him frequently, but sporadically, and her eyes averted as he came into her head now so that her father might not read her mind. If she were to be near her sisters they would know instantaneously what was on her mind, that she was hiding something. But her face morphed into one of attention and her ears perked, feigning that she had heard something. And then she looked back to him as he posed a question to her. 

His nip had spurred her to movement, and she nipped his shoulder back fondly. That they need to be marked regularly, and that all wolves help with that, she offered, unsure if she was on the right track.