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cameo post from afar!

 

Miles and miles away, Hydra heard a call for her. The voice belonged to no one she recognized, though she was not inclined to ignore whoever it was. With all going on, perhaps there was news of the enemy and someone new sought an audience with her to give her information. Or perhaps this was the enemy seeking to draw her from home, to somewhere they thought they might find an advantage. She looked to her young, and their age and the events of the week prior disallowed her from even desiring to meet the stranger halfway in the Wilds. 

So she answered, her low, strong voice undulating and carrying over the distance that spanned between them. I am unable to travel at present, the call answered, though I am here and I invite you. Four little voices joined hers, their voices far less powerful though the sound filled her with great joy. Expecting company now, though, Hydra would be less prickly with whoever it was that sought an audience. Beckoning @Alya to watch the cubs for a spell when the visitors came, in the meantime the matriarch rallied with her children to exhaust them.