Moonspear can you try me (try me)

She watched his features morph as he contemplated what she had said, but he had made no move nor asked no inquiries to suggest his priority lay with those that had left her. In fact, quite the opposite; his expression morphed into one that did not reveal to her he had any designs to leave, now. Still, she had to be certain. 

So many wolves had come and gone, and she could not deny her desire for this one before her to stay. 

He made no move to leave, and Hydra took a step forward. You are here to stay? She asked once he said nothing to confirm her fears. Her own ears leaned in his direction, wanting to hear him say or do something to confirm this—Hydra's eyes sparkled with the light brought by undeniable newfound hope, something that would only ever be snuffed by his departure.