Firefly Glen Copacabana

Hydra arrived upon the scene swiftly enough, her nose setting to work though not yet catching wind of her brother that was, at this point, not too far away from them as he traipsed off. Her priority was her subordinates, and as she sniffed at them to ensure they had come under no duress she was relieved to find the contrary. At the very least they would know that she was prepared to be there for them. Meerkat was not alone and so Hydra had no qualms with their exploration of what beyond the Spear held; this was her Wilderness, after all. 

Nosing them both in comraderly fashion, the matriarchs flinty gaze scoured their surroundings. There was a pleasant breeze that rifled through the wood and caused her furs to dance some, and the wind was more in her brothers favor than her own then and there. Find anything interesting? She drawled, noting the scent that Bronco had picked up upon with some interest.