Lake Rodney Fear both the heat and the cold of your heart.

No. The answer was plain and straight-forward. Hydra had mentioned to be wary of stranger, so she didn't want to give too much information. I am a friend, Ying called. She didn't smell Moonspear on his pelt, but he obviously knew of their existence. Taking a step closer, she asked, Moonspear? repeating his own one-worded interrogation. Her tail began a friendly sway behind her, albeit slow and somewhat timid. She was growing confident that he wasn't an enemy (he would have already attacked, right?) but didn't want to relax until being sure.