Moonspear running with the wolves tonight

Hydra's gaze turned back to Moriko as she spoke. The [perhaps] nervous flick of the others ear as she spoke did not go unnoticed, though her own features remained impassive. She could respect the others intent to help the pack wherever it was needed; in fact, Hydra quite liked to hear that. It was how it was meant to be, and it was good that Moriko felt similarly.

Still, something niggled at her mind that the woman had said. What are your own demons, then? Your problems? the Queen asked then, thinking it best to know this now. Would her demons interfere with Moriko's self-made plans? Would they bring harm to her fellows? Moriko was of Moonspear now, and Hydra had a great deal of experience with removing demons and problems alike—so, if she could, Hydra would see if she might be of use there.