Moonspear in the land of not quite day

I feel so lucky to thread with uuuuu EEEEE

 

The stranger was to the point, which Hydra always appreciated. They had room, though not for those who could not pull their weight with the pack. More than that, with all going on Hydra wanted to be sure those who became a part of their number understood there was plenty worth protecting, and that may even need it in the coming days. As the woman turned to regard her again, Hydra considered the request. She was not one to test others, though the idea was not a bad one. 

Tell me—can you hunt? Defend? She inquired with a tilt of her head, taking but a single step forward. The Wilderness has not been too peaceful a place, as of late. The food is scarce, and we are fortunate to have allies to help us in our endeavor to keep whatever food is ours, ours. More than that, we have been dealing with trespassers as of late—likely to steal what food we have stored. I have children to feed and to protect; there is a wolf out there that seems keen on hunting the young, and they are not alone, she informed. Best let Katya know that things would not be easy, by any means... but Moonspear was a tight-knit, familial pack that worked together, unified in their cause to protect those among them. Hydra wanted those who wanted to be here, though they needed to be capable—if not in defending, then at least in something else of use. Hydra could teach them the latter, at least. 

If Jarilo had anything to add, she gave him space to do so now.