Moonspear 'cause they got powers and stuff

Oh, she hummed coyly, enjoying that Ying liked the idea of it being her who arranged it. I have no one in mind at present. Though, I can think on this, she drawled, if you would like. Hydra was curious if Ying would like for her to arrange it; the truth of it was, Hydra had not yet thought too much about it to think of anyone suitable for her in the first place. Arcturus had already expressed his unwillingness with the very idea, but more than that she would not ever see him Moonspear as she knew he would live, and die, on this space until the end of his days. Long ago she had inquired about his interest in expanding their claim beyond, and he refused the idea of it; his loyalty was to his family, and to this place. It would be an insult to even ask such of him, and Hydra would not dream of doing so. 

Jarilo and Kukutux seemed a quaint, good pair. He, too, did not wish to leave—and she would not ask that of him, and insult both he and Kukutux. That left, of breeding age, Revui; but she was not certain he would be up for the task. Perhaps, though, for Hydra... he might be. But what benefit would it be to the matriarch? Selfishly she wished for Revui here—or at least nearer to her. Certainly, within a close vicinity of this Wilderness. 

She supposed the first order of business, then, was to see if Ying and her family were willing to move closer. And if not, was Ying herself willing to start something new? Better, if Hydra dared think so herself (which, naturally, she did—given her nepotism and her bias both). Time, and then surely Ying, would tell.