Moonspear for sale. rock. never peed on.

As he stepped over a root, Hydra watched. He did not stumble this time; he had known it would be there. His voice filled the air, and Hydra nodded. Better, she spoke, but you knew it would be there. These can be anywhere, she explained, placing a paw upon the exposed root, before she then moved toward a larger stone that may prove to be an obstacle to any who did not pay attention to their surroundings... as can these. They in particular were notorious for their change in location; wind and storms and fierce rains moved debris around to where it pleased. 

​Hydra knew her children and their own ability to speak was developing, but it seemed they could grasp concepts as simple as this. If not, she would simply instruct them again until they could retain it... she longed for her mother once again, though knew her mother had done it alone (without her own) and had done brilliantly; so too would she. She was her daughter, after all.