Bramblepoint same place, different time

Hydra's tail waved at the sight of her companion and comrade, and she chuffed lowly in return. She moved to step alongside Towhee to nip her fondly before circling and arriving to her front again. Yeah, she did. I have three more sisters now, and a brother, she informed. They're pretty little and useless right now but my mom says that will change, the way in which she spoke could easily sound (or be read as) in sensitive, but Hydra meant it good-naturedly. She still did not have the awareness that once, long ago, she had been a useless potato spud too. In thinking of siblings, Hydra thought to inform Towhee that I met your brother the other day—we tracked some bird-thing together, Hydra still wasn't able to identify just what that critter had been, though.