Bramblepoint loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

Hydra had resumed eating once silence reigned. Feeling Towhee's eyes, and noting her gesture, Hydra swallowed her own last bite and withdrew with a curt nod. She had taken the liver—her own favorite part of any morsel—and whuffed lowly in goodbye. Hydra supposed she could begin tracking Rannoch and his band again but, like Towhee, she suddenly simply desired to return home.