Moonspear lend a hand to the silver blade

At first glance, Keres assumed the wolf to be Hydra; this female was the spitting image of the leading lady and for a brief moment, she thought she was losing her mind. Their look was the same but their scent and voice were different. Logic caught up with the highspeed train of thought and thus sorted out that this must have been a relative of Hydra. Probably a close relative. Sister, perhaps?

The new resident of Moonspear observed the dark woman for a few more seconds before looking away, the end of her tail swishing across the ground a time or two before coming to rest once more. Hydra said as much. I don't think I've ever seen it rain quite this much in any of the places I've been, either. At least they were up on a mountain where the rain did not affect htem nearly as much. I wonder how the ones that live below fare through all this. Had anyone drowned? Keres could imagine that, with enough water, flooding was a definite possibility.