Moonspear Put my heart in its recipe

Hydra had been briefed by her family as to what had happened that day, and on her list of things to do was to explore for those that had initiated such an... unfortunate encounter for the woman that they looked after. Certain her children were in the safekeeping of her mate and sisters both, Hydra sought out the woman. This scene was too familiar to her; she felt herself assigning blame to the victim, this time, as she had not done for Rannoch all that time ago. Hydra by now had learned that not all things were so black and white, and sometimes karma found others early.

She came across her brother and the stranger simultaneously, as her luck would have it. And the stranger looked far better than she had days ago. Hydra sidled alongside her brother, ears erect and tail rigid behind her. Days ago, this wolf had not even been conscious after all—it was best she know who it was who greeted her.

Hydra remained mute, wanting to know much the same thing.