Moonspear 七転び八起き

Hydra listened to her brother and her scowl seemed to deepen; she had the same thought, truth be told, but the promise of a capable hunter had appealed to her. More than that, her maternal instinct had reared it's head; she was cognizant of that now. 

She agreed to his thoughts, at least. New blood was not a bad thing. We will teach them to be better, should they stay, she had decided, stronger. Already they knew the faults in their parents (as they so saw them); but she assumed, and would not let her thoughts come to a conclusion until she knew the truth of it all.