Moonspear sons and daughters, stepping to the raging waters

gonna wrap a fader on this <3

 

His inquiry was heard, and Hydra's eyes glittered. Osiris was a bright boy, her bright boy... and Dirge's naturally. They had done well. Keen of mind, passionate—his drive, she knew, would see to his success in his life. Nodding, Hydra began to explain to him the many things blood, even unshed, could reveal. Sickness, health, sexual maturity—Hydra's diatribe would be a long one, but one that would give him the answers he sought. Late into the day would Hydra teach her son, and then beyond that she would spend more time with him and his siblings as she so often did.