Moonspear A return from the dead [AW]

And arrive she did, in time; Hydra still lurked the borders, hindleg healing under the direction of @Kukutux. It seemed she need not fear infection setting in at this rate, and this was a comfort. She took care to heed the medicine woman and her words, minding her own expertise. Hydra could not help even still, though, to man the borders. No scent of ursine since that fateful day; it was enough to keep Hydra moving, for now. 

A familiar song, but Hydra could not place it; moments before her arrival, she was still supposing up until the point she approached. The firebrand Conquest was there, and her heart sank that @RIP Desdemona was not as well,  nor @Keres; were they living, Hydra knew they would have been with the fiery she-wolf. As it were, Hydra needed no reminding they were not. Hydra could veritably feel the absence of them. Worse yet—

She could not think it. Dare not. 

Kane, Hydra remembered. It has been a long time. She waited for his own explanation, aware that Conquest herself could share with her if she desired to and opening the floor for her to speak her own piece, if she wished it. Hydra moved alongside Conquest, pressing her own shoulder against hers in quiet solidarity. While she was glad to see Kane again, she wondered at his long absence. What had kept him away for so long? For what reason had he gone without word? If there was one thing Hydra disapproved of, it was that... but she expected he had an explanation for that much.