Moonspear I'm clumsy, made friends with the floor

Hydra listened to her cubs, and beyond, ears pricked; her family joined tonights soliloquy, and that she did not mind at all. Moonspear and her family were one and the same, after all. The look Mira served to Altair was ultimately missed as Hydra sang on, and only when the calls of her children quieted did Hydra. Content to bolster them as needed, and to get a good nights sleeep when she saw it coming, the mother nosed her children each over the head with a gentle touch, proud as ever to hear their voices... ones that would, soon enough, ring in the ears of the Wilderness with their strength as they continued to learn their song and find their voices.