Moonspear 七転び八起き

Their loyalty was such; it could not be swayed, when one was declared an enemy or outcast. There were few exceptions to their rule, but any who had been forgiven had found a way to deserve it. It was why Hydra did not consider the wolves of the Hollow an enemy; nor did she really consider them friend, though Terance she had accepted once more. His own sister Hydra had not forgotten about; she had been a coward to leave without a word, and Hydra still had not seen her since the day she had gone—she was unaware that Arcturus knew her. 

Her brother was also one of the few that could read her well enough. Her restless energy had reached him, and Hydra let out a low, level rrrrrrrr to provoke him into movement, establishing her own defenses in quick order. Muzzle draped over throat, ears against head, her eyes looked to him past their protected slant—her weight was squared and she had yet to move more than what it took to set her defenses while he himself prepared to move. She was ever ready.