Moonspear line of sight

Maybe he is, she responded with a shrug, it's been a while since I met him. She looked to her father. That much was really true—he had gone back on his word, for whatever reason, and that was enough reason for Hydra to reconsider her own opinion and thoughts. He might have been cool then, but her father had quite obviously met the new and unimproved version of Rian—the one who did not do as he said he would. Dishonesty was dweeby, she decided. 

Not wanting to dwell on dweebs, though, Hydra darted forward. Wanna hunt something? her tail waved at her suggestion. It needn't be anything big, but hunting with her dad was one of her favorite past-times. They made an effective father-daughter duo.