Haunted Wood Grim, grinning ghosts.

Hydra took to the idea with the same enthusiasm as Fennec. "Me neither," Towhee agreed with a laugh, "though it was actually pretty fascinating, watching Fen at work. Have you seen the pouch Bronco made for her? It's so neat. I think every medic should have one."

A moment later, Hydra was playfully challenging her even as she jogged the Sovereign's memory. "Maybe?" she replied with a laugh. Gods, they were old. And they really went way back, didn't they? "Remember that coyote we tag-teamed?" she recollected with a wistful look in her eye before nodding her assent to Hydra's game plan. They could reminisce together as they wandered the woods, hoping to reprise their roles and reenact a good sisterly slaying.