Moonspear high road

Osiris stood corrected; the consumption meat was not an indication of strength, and deer were potentially deadly. Once Hydra had elaborated, Osiris nodded in agreement with the information she provided, indicating his understanding. Osiris' concentration faltered briefly, as he watched the motion below—all was going to plan, it seemed. He licked his chops then, admiring how quickly his relatives had taken control of the situation. Someday, he would join them in the fray. 

"Hmmm," Osiris drawled then, considering all that he had just learned from Hydra. "They seem very... peculiar," he remarked, at a loss for better words. "But, yes, please show me where they rest," he appended, his tail swaying behind him. Osiris would remind Hydra of this excursion once the herds returned. 

A smile graced Osiris' lips as Hydra spoke of his role. "They will know me," he promised; Atlas, Antares, and Vega, too. "And I will protect them and Moonspear forever."