Moonspear beautiful

missed that is was my turn like a dingbat

 

Hydra listened, quietly and patiently, not a thing upon her to betray her thoughts on all that was said. Blinking, the matriarch drawled, I searched for you. And two others had found you, well at the time, looking for revenge. True, you decided on your own to become a lone wolf, but you risked your kru and my own for seeking it in the way that you did. Without word, or warning. I would have fought with you, she informed levelly, ear twitching. You are meant to be Heda, are you not? It is inherent, within you. From one leader to another, the wellbeing of at least your kru should always come before your own desires. Your apology will only mean something to me if you stand by it, she hums. Think not solely of herself, but the rest too. 

Hydra shifted her weight and licked her chops. With a sigh, she asked with true interest: did you find your revenge? hoping that she might have delivered some pain to those that had harmed the ones they loved. Hydra was prepared to achieve her own too, but she had no intentions to be quick about it. Hers was a slow blade, one that went on in time without forgetting but grew all the sharper for it. It would cut deeper than all the rest, of that she would make sure of.