Moonspear call on me, call me

The words brought forth from Kukutux were likely the only ones that truly could permit Hydra to see what there was left to gain in this world, in comparison to what had so recently been lost—

Everything. Still, everything! She would become an aunt for the first time, and her heart and soul felt the thrill of such wonderful news. Hydra had always wondered if this day would ever come, and here it was. She would not let the fact that the brother that abandoned them would not be here for it, nor know them as she and the others would, get to her any longer. 

And so she did what she could to release it to the wind as she exhaled, stepping toward Kukutux with a waving tail. I am so glad to hear this, she breathed, moving to nose Kukutux and lean into her as though to physically show she would ever be there to support her, and act as a pillar of strength if ever she needed it. An aunt, Hydra translated for Kukutux's benefit, ears pricking. She had never been an aunt before! Not to children she had met in any case; Towhee had cubs, adopted but she was still an aunt for it she felt, and this pivotal first was groundbreaking in that she would meet these ones... sooner, rather than later! 

Hydra beamed. Our cubs will play together upon this mountain, she drawled. Inheritors of this Wilderness, their lot. Strong-blooded, wonderful beings that she would love with all of her. Hydra looked Kukutux over, eyes warm in their fretful assessment. Kukutux was as a younger sister to her, especially now. How are you feeling? She asked, invested in the ducks wellbeing.