Moonspear The beaten

The news was unfortunate; it meant that Moonspear had one less ally in times of need... though it also meant less competition for resources, too. The children had gone, the mother had eventually followed... and all that had been left, in the end, was Valour. He had remained loyal until the very last to Nightwalkers, and him being here meant to Hydra that a piece of it would ever live on in him. Hydra was glad to know it, and regarded him warmly for it. Then it is not completely done, as it lives in you through that extension, she informed him. I trust in your word, Valour—you, yourself, have not let me down. I understand your need to move on, she expressed, ears twitching, though I ask if you hear of any with malevolent intent toward Moonspear... to let me know of it. To fight with me to face it, if need be, she tempted, knowing that within him was a warriors spirit. While she did not ask him to join, in that understanding of his need to move on, she felt he would fight alongside her again if the opportunity presented itself.

Tell me, have you any news of our common enemy? She inquired, wondering if he might now know of their whereabouts; in his search for the children, perhaps he had learned something along the way.