Moonspear a wrench for your wrench

Hydra listened to her brother, surprised that he did not think himself worthy. How could he not? He was one of the most worthy wolves that she knew. Hydra held her tongue for now, though, listening to all of his points. While it could not be said that she was open-minded—she had made her own decision on Kukutux and thus her bias lay with her—as she listened she understood more and more of what her brother said from his own perspective. A flash of anger for their departed father, for making Jarilo feel this way about himself; had he never did what he had, there would be no questions or internal strife... at least, not to this degree she did not think. 

She had a lot to say in turn. You are worthy, brother. If I did not think you were, I would not have come to you to suggest you think on such a thing at all, she started in earnest, one ear twitching as she continued on: and I can also tell you there is no training in how to be a good husband or a good wife that I have ever heard of, too. When Dirge and I came to be, I did not know the first thing about my new role as wife. I could not even tell you if I am a good one, she admitted then, with a small grin, but I do my best. As I know you would, too. That is what we do. And as for our father... it did do him well, with mother. It was a mistake for him to leave Moonspear; that is where he erred. You and I will be better than all of that. It is a choice that we make. Here she moved to nose him, in knowing that it was a mistake her brother did not desire to make. Charon, all in all, had been a brilliant father. He had protected them and made this legacy alongside their mother. It was Hydra who he wanted to continue it, and she would—but she would never betray her family for it. 

The present Ostrega matriarch within the Wilderness did not stop there, drawling: you are not that. You need not be; we have already discussed your lack of interest in that path, which Hydra would have gladly helped him realize should he have wanted it for himself in an effort to expand their claim...  You are a guardian, and an ecologist—you are strong in the same ways Kukutux is, too, though you do not seem to know it. And besides, your mighty, wise alpha did become a mother first, before you, she quipped with a wave of her tail. And that same alpha knows you well enough to believe that if you did determine that you wanted to take this course, you would do a fine job at it. Here, her tail waved. 

As he spoke of worrying for another, Clover, Hydra licked her chops and considered things. She did not know Clover well enough to think much of anything, though she was with the Firebirds once... Wraen's Firebirds. Ah, if she ran with the Firebirds she is made of tough stuff. She made a decision in not staying with them, and at the very least you know she is alright for her calling. If she is in season, she selected a poor time to leave them... but you cannot protect a she-wolf in heat. Father thought he could, she drawled, and Speedy used her scent to get the better of him in the end. Your Clover could do the same without even meaning to, if she does not know it, she forewarned. but hopefully she was raised as we were. To not wander in the wilds while in the thick of the season. To know better.