Moonspear bad blood

Hydra sensed the change in tone, but also felt she understood it to some degree. It being weird? I know, she said, empathetically. Because it had been weird... totally bizarre, thinking of it now. She hadn't known Uncle Floki, had a brother, else she might have assumed it could have been him too, like her father. Hydra was grateful her father agreed with her, and her tail waved again. She agreed with him wholeheartedly after he presented the fact they ought to go with two wolves rather than one. 

Will do, she said with a nod of her head. She did not ask what they ought to do if they saw him; Hydra wanted to try and kill him, and with two wolves that'd be all the easier. This time he would not flee. Had Rannoch not been there, all three would have attempted to off him... but the wolf he had tried to kill had been his savng grace. 

She looked thoughtful for a moment. Is the only way for me to beat a larger wolf to tire them out, first? Tripping them wasn't always effective with her lither than their own weight, but she wondered if he would have any pro-tips.