Moonspear iron fists

attn: @Behemoth !!

 

There was a wolf in their ranks that she had not met; one who had arrived during her absence. When he did not seek her out, Hydra determined to utilize what little spare time she had to seek him. The Beta's long-legged strides carried her near an old, faint scent-trail of his... she hoped to happen upon him as she moved throughout the territory, leaving the borders to @Alya for this moment. 

Hydra did not pause as she trekked, even as she noted snowdrops slowly drifting downward. Winter was coming, she recognized; if not for the snow, the telling nip of the wind would have reminded her. She did not mind it; she always had pack, and her packs labor had always been fruitful. Winter was but another season to Hydra, whose fur was beginning to grow thicker in preparation for it.