Moonspear little monster

attn @Vega o:)

 

Hydra watched her progeny play amongst one another, roughhousing and practicing one of the dozens of lessons she had taught them. It was a moment of peace within the tumult that surrounded them, but she breathed easy knowing that Moonspear itself had yet to be effected. Prey lingered, but large game secluded itself; Hydra was glad for their recent caribou hunt just prior to their truly elusive behavior, her own belly quite full. 

That did not mean she did not fret over the future. She would have to have her family search for prey to at the least know of their present whereabouts. For the time, though, there was no benefit to worrying; their caches were full of provisions for times such as this, and Hydra imagined they were as prepared as they could be in such an event. The thought settled her, for now. 

Hydra rest in the sun; snow had already come and gone, though it was autumn, and she wondered when it would come again. The Queen huffed a little, and idly pondered how @Terance fared in all this chaos—was his territory near the place she had seen all that smoke...? Within herself, she thought of @Alya and felt for her in the well of herself; there was relief in the lack of absence that indicated all was well. 

To wish her home, or to wish her to remain where she was? Wherever you are, be safe, she willed. In the meantime, her children continued to romp, and Hydra allowed herself to recline into a neatly seated position, tail curling around her leg as she watched.