Moonspear I don't play if I can't win.

Beyond his accent, Hydra could scarcely discern the meaning of what he referred to himself as. But what she could translate she understood well enough. The earth trembles here, too. Less so upon the mountain than what surrounds it, she shared. For she had seen the trees quiver and the birds flee beyond. For its own part, Moonspear seemed stable... but she suspected that the surrounding territories would have some effect. Namely, near the area she stood. She felt the need to get away from this particular stretch of land, and would soon enough.

Firstly, though, was this. The earth does not want to eat anyone. What is simply is, she had long since decided that the world did what it did for no other reason than, well, this just being the course of things. Though she wished her parents were here to provide some guidance, Hydra would not fret or cause alarm. Something felt off about this area, though; she would advise her subordinates to avoid it. I imagine in time this will pass. How long, who knows. And I suppose the earth will take others with it, where it might give... He had almost been such a casualty, after all. How to make certain that her own were not...? 

It was clear she could get no more answers from him, though; he knew as little as she did, and had far less confidence. With a sigh, Hydra said, do not fear. Death comes for us all, someday; it is lifes one guarantee, and with a bemused grin, she inquired, if these were your final days, what would you do with them? it seemed he did think it so; why should he not tell her? Why should she not ask?

Some time passed, and Hydra gestured toward safer climes for his amusing her. Safe travels, Hydra advised, though once he was out of sight Hydra thought no more on his wellbeing.