Moonspear Charge ahead, no, never turn

A call from Gannet was one Hydra had rarely heard—the first time he had called for she or her family, she had not been home but exploring the Coast, where she had first met the wolf that tagged along with him now—and she swiftly rose to all fours to meet it. By day, Hydra kept in the shade to avoid the Summer heat; it was during the night and the wee hours that Hydra could be found prowling the borders (though intermittently, she would ignore the heat to patrol, not wanting any harm to come to her family). Her long-legged trot brought her to the duo in good time, though had they been closer her arrival would have been sooner.

Hydra recognized his companion immediately, and her tail waved at the sight of her. Those scars she would know anywhere, and her scent, too, now. The Beta beamed, her reception of her family member warm. Her nepotism was apparent, and it was very fortunate for Gannet that she considered him as good as part of their family at this point in her life. Her eyes were filled with warmth as she approached Gannet and attempted to nip his shoulder, before drawing alongside the female. Andalusia, she greeted, moving to bump into her companionably. Though their initial meeting had begun with some caution and indifference, to hear that the other was an Ostrega was groundbreaking for their relationship; Hydra was ever prepared to defend those that were kin, and befriend them, too. Were you able to find what you sought? She asked as she rounded upon the duo so as to look upon them both.