Moonspear Every time we have no control

It had been just about a month since the Queen had first graced her doorstep. The news Hydra brought rang clear in the back of her mind. She had a decision to make, and while she had yet to bring the news to her council, she knew she couldn't keep Hydra waiting forever. At some point, she would have to answer and now that Hydra had made her intentions clear, it would only be a matter of time until she found out about the woman who had stowed away from Moonspear within her walls.

One thing was certain, if war were to break out on her doorstep, she wished to be on the right side of it, and she was sure that Speedy and Hieronymous would agree to. She would not lie to the Queen, she wished to be honest, so with her answer, she brought a confession. She wanted Hydra to find out from her own maw to show her respect, but also to make it clear that @Speedy would be a packaged deal. If she wanted Kaisteloki, she would have to grant Speedy the safety she desired within her own home.

If an alliance was made, she would not tolerate the violence of those she should trust in her land. Ira had left Hieronymous in charge of the pack as she set out, her destination not completely clear to the other in her hasty departure. Kaistleoki had their own issues to handle right now and Hiero needed to organize the party to look for the bear. Plus, should Hydra take her news poorly, she did not wish to show up with a set of guards that might threaten the neutrality they had already established.

You could imagine her surprise, however, when after days of travel, Ira found the source of their alliance at Moonspear's door. She had not yet caught up to the newly forming crowd, but the fresh scent of the Saints was enough to make the hairs along her neck bristle uneasily. She slowed her pace, keeping to the shadows of the trees and growth of the mountains. How stupid would it look now should she be walking into a trap. If the Saints and Moonspear had allied then she would have more than a fair share of issues, especially with the news she intended to bring.

For now, she would keep herself hidden and watch from behind the Saints. Two Moonspear wolves descended to meet with their visitors, though neither offered a word. Instead, they stood eerily silent. It reminded her of her first visit to the mountain when what seemed like all of Moonspear stalked eerily to watch her every move. The wolves in question at their borders were undoubtedly Saints, if not from smell then by sight. She easily recognized Donovan and the man to his side she had no name, but his hide was familiar. He was the one who wrapped around his beast of a master when they forced the Saints to leave.

She was surprised that it was not the dark woman that traveled at his side. Hadn't she been his second? Perhaps she was leading in Donvan's stead. After all, the male had seemed eager enough to die in his master's place. He would be the perfect guard, especially if Hydra had been honest with her and found an enemy with the Saints.