Moonspear Falling

Hydra rumbled in her own you are welcome; she could understand why Elke would want none to feel as she did. Hydra did not, either. It seemed as though her words resonated with the young cub; for this, Hydra was grateful. As Elke began to resume her search, it seemed she had found something. With a wave of her tail, Hydra stepped alongside her niece to catch a whiff as well. While Hydra thought she might know the scent, she wondered if Elke could identify it. 

Do you recognize it? She asked in a low drawl, looking to the familiar shape of the foliage. Was it familiar to Elke, though? Time—and Elke—would surely tell. 

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