Moonspear what's up danger

@Dirge

 

She followed her nose, dogged in her pursuit. 

It was not Dirge she sought, but a very particular creature she aspired to find. She moved toward the lake Moonspear harbored, and upon her arrival her eyes fell upon a waterfowl resting. There were many of them, but for whatever reason she hankered after goose, and the one she looked upon was sitting pretty, grooming its feathers idly. 

Hydra salivated. Never before had she wanted something so badly, but she would have it. She shifted her weight and lowered to a crouch, prowling ever nearer with a predatory lash of her tail.