Firefly Glen Monster in Disguise

consent to skip Keres! Last from me!

 

Hydra watched Nyra go, striding after her as well though only following for the remaining stretch of the Glen. Her chase, though, was halfhearted, and she allowed the woman her escape. Hydra, at least, was a woman of her word. Nyra would learn the truth of that should she return to the Wilderness and the matriarch catch wind of it. Nosing and nipping both her comrades in thanks, she listened to Bronco and responded with, we could, though to what end? Perhaps that is what she anticipates we might do. And if not... There might be more yet to gain. If she is to be believed, she detests a wolf that I, too, would like to see dead and gone. I imagine her leader, being allied with them, does not echo her sentiment, she informed, looking to him. Dissension from within would no doubt come of it... sooner or later. From Nyra, Hydra estimated... or any other Saint that might feel the same as her and not Donovan. 

As far as sharing the news with Neverwinter, Hydra drawled, mmm. It seems we do, with a nod of her head. Cover your tracks, she instructed simply, taking a different route to Neverwinter despite their immediate proximity from where they stood.