Moonspear know the bars are closing, but I hope you're still out

attn: @Arcturus

 

Hydra picked her way across the mountain, that same, peculiar feeling that Spring wrought stirring something within her. It did nothing for her temper (except, perhaps, shorten it), but at present she was in a decent enough mood. Hydra was currently following the messily left behind tracks of a hare; she hoped it would lead her to more than a gracious plenty of them, where she could take them out and add to the stores of Moonspear.