Spotted Eagle Mountain just over the horizon

Hydra and Lyra traveled by nightfall. 

They moved together in unison, mute and observant, following their noses and the words Alya had spoken to them that would guide them to Easthollow. When morning came, they rest, but as night came again, they resumed their search.

There was not a lick of Alya's scent here, but if she had passed through a while ago there would not be. They had made it to the top and now worked their way downward. She listened for howls, and sought any sign of her, but did not call for Alya herself. She did not know where it was that Sunspire rested, and she hardly wanted them to know they were not around to protect the Glen. Not that it mattered at this point; their starvation likely weakened them to the point that Revui could take on any of them. In fact, she was even confident he could beat their leader. 

Hydra did not enjoy being away from home under these circumstances. But she felt she was going in the right direction, and so pressed on.