Moonspear the moon still hung, the night so black that the darkness hummed

attn @Yama !

 

Hydra again trailed the herd. They were still present, and for that Hydra was glad. She descended into the lower reaches of the mountain, where the forest had trees aplenty to shelter the sequestered beasts. Sure-footed strides carried her closer and closer to where they might be, now, and Hydra paused to inspect a broken branch; blood, again, near it, splattered in a similar pattern as days ago when she and Osiris had done their own investigation. Likely this yet again opened that older wound; her nose trailed against the offending tree, where blood and fur mingled in what appeared to be equal measure. 

With a huff, the Ostrega moved onward. A hunt would be in order soon... but she also wanted to watch the prey. She had an idea, already, of who it was that would be taken down that day. This would either solidify the conclusion she had come to, or else bring about a better option for them to hunt. She forged forward through the shaded wood, mindful of her surroundings.