Moonspear call on me, call me

Kukutux inquiry was met with thoughtful silence, to start. For the first thought that occurred to her was, my brother. She steeled herself against that thought though; it helped no one to think it, and even to know it. Truth be told, I feel as though we have mostly everything that we need. Guardians, hunters, healers, she drawled, gaze shifting to Kukutux, wolves that look out for one another. I feel grateful for what we do have here, she drawled, that I have not thought much on what we do not. I suppose I will need to think on that question a little while longer, she admitted with a wan grin. 

For Arcturus was still on her mind. The matriarch sighed. If Kukutux was family, than she ought to reveal what was on her mind. I still ache for what I lost, though, she admitted. I thought to go and find him, but I am too far along to risk what I will soon bring. And more than that... when I tried to speak with him, he turned his back on me, she shook her head. He had come here to strike her down, too. I do not know what to think. Only now what he truly thinks of me, she murmured, licking her chops and gazing at the horizon. I also know he did not paint that picture of me by himself. Hydra thought of Wraen, the wolf he had come with. Hydra did not know how she had done it, only that she must have played a part for being there. There was no other reason, otherwise, she would risk her own life in such a way. 

Hydra would, some day, find a way to make her regret it. Her knife would be far slower, and hers would hit the heart true.