Neverwinter Forest what is a desire to live, if not a desire for failure

Hydra moved with @Alya at her side. Together, they would determine whether or not any others had deemed it fit to follow @Llewelyn. Immediately upon arrival, they split up; Hydra searched the lands for any trace of Blackfeather. Of Screech. She detected traces of prey here, but there were no telltale signs of either scent she sought (yet). Alya had not come across anything, either, else she would have heard. 

The Beta was not yet finished in her hunt. No stone would be left unturned. 

She was given pause at a massive silhouette in the near-distance, though not for very long. Vaati, she thought to herself. Was he among the Blackfeather wolves again? No. If he were, she was certain she would have the head she longed for, or else reports as to how she could attain it herself. The Beta had no qualm in being seen by him, if that was who it was, or any other, but she did not make an effort to make herself known as she continued her work. Neither did she do the opposite. It would not be difficult to note her there, as she paused near a tree to sniff at its base, and then its trunk, with intent. 

Her demeanor was similar to her arrival; it was neither inviting or uninviting. One ear shifted in his direction, acknowledging she recognized she was not alone.