Moonspear show them you are made of oak and iron. then gouge the sight from their eyes

@Revui

 

They had returned home with the bloodied Llewelyn. Hydra would soon seek her mother to hold counsel with her over the matters that had transpired. Irate that he would go without a word, his injuries earned were enough condemnation—Hydra would have thrilled to move alongside him, and to find the wolf she would see dead once and for all. As it was, Llewelyn had perhaps given that very same man enough of a warning, even if he himself was oblivious to it. They would need to act quickly, then... 

She had not forgotten the pause of her brother that day. For one who moved without question, and seemed undaunted by so much, she wondered if he was unnerved. If he were to join her, she would need to be certain. And so, before she sought her mother, it was her younger brother she now trailed.