Moonspear i'd rather be on my own, yes

The other elaborated, and Hydra understood better. So, perhaps not the Nightwalkers then. To protect your family, she deduced with a flick of her notched ear. Hydra licked her chops and shook her head, gaze falling back to the two limp birds as Ying nudged them to her. Politely, Hydra graciously accepted them then—she had not wished to pluck them from the others side prior to them being offered. I thank you for your gifts, she hummed after depositing them alongside her. 

And then, for her answer: such wolves have found me, though I have never looked to know if there is a particular place where you might find such a sort. But all wolves can learn, she drawled, if they are willing to. But for the most part, Hydra saw many as pacifists. Hydra had been frowned upon for her own aggressive ways by those she had imagined, once upon a time, were friends. The betrayal did not change her way, of course. And as for Hydra, she would teach her own how to fight, how to protect, so that her children—and her family—were kept safe. 

Ying knew this, of course; it was likely why she had come to Hydra before any other. Hydra had provided her advice, in so many words: teach your family to protect themselves. If the protectors were not around to protect, the defenseless were as good as dead.