Moonspear a place to anchor

Hydra's call cut across the air on the heels of his son's muffled voice; a smirk crossed his features. They were right—she had heard them and answered accordingly in a note of solidarity. It went almost without saying that Dirge anticipated her asking him later just what he had planned on accomplishing by riling their children up, but he thought little of it now. The bridge would simply be crossed when they got there.

"It would seem you're right," he answered, batting him gently with a paw. "It's always good to practice your call. It's how we find one another, how we can call for help or to warn." He knew that she had told them here and there of the dangers of the world. They may have been predators, but even they were not limitless in their prowess, though certainly try did they.