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The avian was still.

As she shifted her weight in her hindquarters, preparing to spring, she sensed another; an ear cupped backward to acknowledge it, to start, before her head turned and she caught Dirge within her peripheral. She was not displeased to see him; in fact, she gestured to her side. If they could attack it from either side and prevent the creature from escaping or attacking with bludgeoning wings, it would be all the easier to succeed in this endeavor.

Her eyes turned back to the bird between the reeds. She was glad to have her mate with her, and happier to hunt with him. The more teeth, the better. Lyra had gone to return Alya to their side; with all Hydra felt was to come, now more than ever she was needed. Nikai, too. To have Dirge alongside her was more than a comfort, and the act of hunting was yet another way for them to bond.