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Hydra had fancied she had found herself a whelping den for the oncoming days. She knew her time was near, and so often kept here rather than beyond. But now was a day Hydra felt she was due for a long walk, and so she rose from where she dozed and darted into the shaded wood that surrounded the perimeter. And then moved even beyond that. The place where she would whelp was a private one, and she had done plenty of work to keep it secluded. 

For all that had transpired in days past, it was over now. She was eager to embrace the oncoming days and even the present moment, and so she would. The matriarch picked up her pace to move at a comfortable trot, feeling the life within thrill at the movement.