Haunted Wood Grim, grinning ghosts.

The response of Towhee was one that brought Hydra to a standstill. Not for a minute did Hydra think the display was directed toward her, and the matriarch adopted a similar stance as her eyes sought their common enemy. It did not matter who, or why—Hydra would have her sisters back, without question. But hearing the sound die, Hydra was given pause before she heard the holler. 

Lifting her head, Hydra drew nearer and confirmed her sisters suspicion: in the flesh, before looking around them once again. Looking back to Towhee again, she inquired, who are we looking for? Naturally, Hydra would help. It would prove to be a good distraction, and if she could set her teeth upon someone... even better. There was nothing upon her visage to indicate these thoughts, only the earnest desire to be there however Redhawk needed her.