Moonspear diamond eyes

Hydra had scented bear upon her brother, but given the fact that he had returned home in one piece she did not see fit to question him on the matter. Instead, Hydra continued her patrol; she carried herself in her typical self-assured, proud manner. The Spring season was bringing back to life her dominant spirit, and something more rattled the cages of her heart that, day by day, she pursued. 

Willoughby would be wrong to think that she would not be missed; Hydra, idly, had sought her. All of her packmates were of interest to the Ostrega, but she did not worry much when she did not find her. Her own mirror image enjoyed ranging and getting to know surrounding territories... perhaps Willoughby did, too. If she was to follow Speedy's footsteps, perhaps she was foraging. Hydra would find out, sooner or later—

And it appeared it was the former this day. Catching sight of her, Hydra's stride lengthened, and she chuffed out a low greeting to the silver she-wolf.