Altar of Twilight Unleashed

Hydra continued her investigation, not alone in her doing so; @Alya was her companion as of late, Lyra tending to her son. She navigated new snowmelt easily enough, knowing how to navigate territories such as the one she traveled and the changing climate that meant Spring had sprung. It had set in early this year, earlier than the last at least—good, when thinking of the hunt... her own personal one included. As of yet though, it did not seem as though her quarry had come this way—

She caught the sight of Tzila from afar. The burnished ruff, namely, was what called to her attention; Alya too was at attention, and they closed ranks upon her slowly but surely, appearing aloof but interested as any wolf might behave when seeing something other than its own that was still its own in breed. It was that Hydra saw two eyes that caused Hydra to recognize this was not their target, and an ear-flick caused Alya to turn her attentions elsewhere, electing then to climb a little ways up to continue their investigation there. 

Tzila struck Hydra as familiar, though not in an unsettling way. There was no bad to associate her with, and the matriarch did not act as such given that. Hydra paused a short distance away, ears pricked forward with interest as she recalled how she knew the other. Tzila had been there that day, when Nightwalkers and Moonspearians and behaved as a united front to keep others away from what was their own. What was she doing all the way out here, she wondered? Hydra had work to do still, though determined that she could invite the other along if she wished. 

Hydra retained her aloof demeanor while she emitted a low chuff of invitation to see if they might do so, eyes looking just beyond the she-wolf while her nose sought to deduce whether or not any of her other allies were with the she-wolf. It would be good to speak with them to see how they felt of the change within their hierarchy, Hydra thought.