Moonspear and i know it's my fault

Hydra followed the same scent-line as Terance did, though she was further off. Their paths intersected soon enough and it was clear to her he had noted what she had. She moved alongside him and nipped at his shoulder companionably before lowering her snout back to the earth and bristling uneasily. This was not the first coyote she had come up against—in fact, the first was dead. This one would meet its kin soon enough, if there was such thing as an afterlife. She was confident of that, and it showed in her bold and predatory step. With the help of Terance, who was older and larger both than Towhee, she felt all the better about it.