Moonspear a wrench for your wrench

Hydra remained silent, composed; her attention was for him, the decision he might make then and there. His worries shared were understandable enough, and Hydra considered all that he shared while he did. As he struggled to find the word he sought, Hydra took a step closer to him, speaking for herself this way: take your time, I am with you. And once he had finished with it all, Hydra was silent for a thoughtful minute. And then, she spoke: 

The future is a frightening thing in that nothing is ever really certain. Things change, constantly... you have seen that. The only true power we have in this life is the choices that we make that might best carve out the path for ourselves and the others that might follow in our footsteps, or know how best not to. We have seen much, you and I. We have seen how severe the consequence of making a mistake in this season can be, she drawled, but we have, on the other hand, seen how the proper choice yields the most brilliant of things. Their mother and father, she of course meant—and she spoke more of her siblings than she did herself. Father erring on his own path, for impulse, was one of his final mistakes. 

Hydra was quiet and thoughtful again, though had drawn another breath to continue on: I did not know I even desired children. Not until my own season came. I only knew that I wished to stay here for all of my life, as you do—continue to help mother and father, aid in raising our siblings... she drawled with a warm look to him. But when my season did come, I asked if I might be given the chance to bear children, should I find who I believed was worthy, Hydra had believed that she had in Dirge, and had been correct, too, and again there was change. A new path, but also one I had watched before, she explained. One she had hoped mother and father would be there to guide her in, but fortunately she had seen years and years of them raising her siblings for instinct and that alike to have been something of her blueprint. 

Hydra shifted her weight and went on, ear flicking: if I am to be honest with you, I do not think there is such a thing as too slow in this. Especially in the matter of children. If you wish to wait to know Kukutux better, I would never refuse that. You must want it for yourself. But what I will say for her is that she seems to be a woman different than us, but also, similar. Only the death of her family had caused her to migrate. And she would stay, even if you did not wish for that this year—she has a strength to her, and she is loyal. She also wishes to remain upon Moonspear as you do, which would mean he need not leave the mountain, and his children could be raised alongside her own whenever he decided he might be ready for them. 

The Ostrega finished with, but if you so much as imagine you might wish for this this year with her, my request is this: that you remain upon Moonspear until you decide. There are those beyond here that are in season and are not even aware of what it means—just the other day, a she-wolf came to our doorstep in heat, and had bred, and knew not what it even meant. I am sure you can smell it in the air as surely as I can, and I know not how it effects you. Still, I know you know what it all means, of course, she hummed, but if someone sought to take advantage... I could not forgive myself, if I did not ask that you consider this request. Jarilo was much more like their mother than their father, though Speedy had been able to take advantage of Charon... she did not want the scent to bring out a part of him neither of them knew existed. or for him to do something that he might regret later. She knew how it might hurt him—and she knew that Kukutux would be just as wounded. 

Hydra considered them both, but if he did not wish that for himself this year, then that was simply that. He could stray and answer what calls might come for him as it pleased him; but at the very least, any alternative choices would hurt none in the process. Jarilo was a wolf who would surely follow-through with any decision he made, mistake or otherwise. 

Her own desire to not lose him, though, begged that she, too, ask this question. It aligned with all he had ever told her of his own wishes to remain as well, as she saw it.