Moonspear sunshine through the rain and snow

The apology was one that Hydra took to heart; she hoped that Katya would be honest with her ever after this. Perhaps fear, Hydra wondered aloud. Katya had told her she was not a fighter; the prospect of learning with ones Queen was daunting, especially when she was as skilled as she was. But Hydra never sought to use that as an advantage; she only sought to teach and explain and show, not once using an ounce of her true strength upon her.

In any case, Hydra drawled, I know. I do not expect you to become one, either; I only want you to be able to defend yourself. Your kills. The children that are here, and the children that will be. My desire is not to turn you into a fighter, but I think it is important to know how to defend yourself against those that already are, she drawled. I have come across them many a time in my years within the Teekon. Imagine the way you felt as you just did; and then imagine being up against someone who truly would wish to cause you bodily harm. Such wolves exist, and I know they roam the Wilds even as we speak of them, she hummed.

Astara, Caiaphas, Merrick.

Katya would make for a decent course in-between meals as she was; Hydra would not have her fall victim to them, if she could help it. Already she cared a great deal for the woman on principle alone. Hydra, too, was a protector; it felt like the right thing to do to share her skillset, even if only the bare minimum was wished, and how to apply it.