Moonspear not being able to find it

She paused midstride as her name was called, turning to him with an interested flick of her ears. His inquiry was met with a faux-confused look, which was more than passable, and then her eyes went to where his gaze landed. The hateful gaze was noted, and though Hydra had it in her to match the gaze she preferred to leave the child in the dark. Let it wonder. Let it guess. Oh, Hydra blinked, moving nearer to him. She murmured in a low whisper, that is a child of Olive and Dakarai, who are separated now—they were permitted refuge here. Hydra removed her mouth from besides Terance's ear. His parents must be cool with him hanging out here. But we should call, just in case, and so she did just that, sending up a call for @Olive or @Dakarai. She could have shared with him then and there she did not like them, but if one of the runts died she did not want to be blamed for it. Particularly because perhaps one day, she might do something of that sort if they got on her nerves enough.