Moonspear keep on the sunny side

*thinks of that video where the daughters invade the healthy boyz personal space all frisky like*

 

When the call came, Hydra's head rose upward and her ears pricked. Intrigued by everything that came in a tenor voice, Hydra approached the scene and saw a face she recognized. Though the daughters had each done a grand job of staying out of their mothers path, this year they were affected by the hormones in the air as never before. There was a conflict within her as she spotted her father and this man, but she responded to it firstly by the respectful nosing to her fathers chin, and a prancing approach to this eligible bachelor. 

It was hard for any male to not be on her mind lately. Terance, Rannoch, Dirge, Drogon, Ganondorf, even Bernard occupied some space of her mind. In recent days she had been snappish toward each of them, but, lately, she found herself more receptive and less appalled by the presence of man. And she remembered this hot-to-trot bachelor, gruff and mute and hotter than ever. 

Truth be told, any male that encountered her in the days to come when independent and not her father would be thought of as the Hottest. Fortunately, there would be no heat for her this year... but she was still a victim to instinct and the hormones in the air. She circled Dune loosely, her gait a loose prance, tail swinging left to right in friendlier-than-usual arcs. Her typically more-cautious-than-not judgment was questionable, but the sharp edge in her eye was still present. She trusted her father to determine if he was a worthy candidate to be among their ranks... and if her father thought that their mother would fall victim to the male in her season, then he could rest assured that the possessive trio would not let a single man out of their reach. 

Everyone but Charon they called dibs on, after all.