Moonspear Play-Play

By the time Korei did reach one, Hydra had secured herself a decent hiding spot. She was crouched low, a good distance away from her sister, nestled between two dead logs, soaked with snowmelt and old rain. Hydra blended well with her surroundings, her eyes closed. Her ears were perked, listening for her rambunctious sister; she hoped to not be found at all. There was a point to that—she wanted, instead, to hunt Korei when her sister drew nearer. Hydra managed to not wave her tail wildly at the thought, but her heart raced at the thrill.