Silverlight Terrace Surrender to your heart

Though it took her some time to arrive, eventually, she did. Hydra spotted the golden Llewelyn first, but her eyes were just as quick in finding the stranger attempting to make their escape. What were they running from? And why did they move in such a manner? Well, she supposed she knew, but the point was moot—she had been found. No use sneaking any longer.

Hydra's heart found its way to her throat as her gaze sought her subordinate, seeking any injury to his person, then beyond him... seeking evidence that this woman had harmed anything nearby to cause for concern. She was not yet near enough to draw from her the packscent the golden once-prince had recognized. 

They stumbled, and Hydra, ever the hunter, saw her opportunity. Her pace quickened and a low snarl ekked forth from parted lips and bared teeth as she came before the woman, moving to further unbalance her and keep her down as she moved alongside her, then past her as she ascended, to attempt to hip check the stranger and compromise their balance before they found the opportunity to rise.