Moonspear pumpkin eyes

Hydra's tail waved wildly behind her as he obliged her command. 

She supposed she had missed him. There was a small place in her heart for her brothers, and room enough for only two sisters. Vela, she supposed, she liked well enough. She was wise; but she was gone, now. For how long, who knew? She did not worry after her; she was not soft like Korei Julia. Hydra did not imagine she would be walking to her death, or else a sorrier life. 

Stealthily, Hydra followed after Revui, observant. The skull was ever a roll ahead of his reach, and Hydra continued after the game of cat and mouse. She did not doubt his ability to capture it, eventually, but perhaps the way in which he would; she did so hope that his fang would fall into the juncture where the eye was, messy or not. Revui had returned to Moonspear scarred; someday, she imagined he would dole out his own, and she would show him how.