Moonspear we, the savage

going to use this for deerstalker trade :)

 

Herds were migrating, and it was this in which the matriarch tracked. Some, it seemed, were making their way through Moonspear. Hydra followed none too idly the trail of one such herd, and along the way she came across another scent none too far from her but nowhere near enough for her to see who it belonged to. Hydra lifted her head to beckon; he could surely help her in this endeavor, and perhaps the two of them could be fortunate enough to bring something down together... if they found the weak link within the herd. 

As of yet, though, Hydra had yet to see the creatures with her own eyes. Believing that Pippin would have heard her, and not hiding her own scent trail, she continued after the cloven-footed beasts with a lolling tongue and searching eyes.