Moonspear the day's divinity

Her mother was wise. Dirge, too, who agreed wholeheartedly with her plan. She peered at the mute Talion, smirking to him when he too seemed game, before she looked back to their quarry. Her muscles twitched beneath her hide; Hydra gamely waited the command. Though she and her mother worked well together, she knew she could work just as well with either of the men there. Though there was a distinct desire to work with Dirge, she felt equally compelled to see what the soot-hued male had to offer. They were both hunters, this she was acutely aware of—she did not doubt any of their capabilities and was eager to see it all at play. Her tail lashed predatorily between her hocks, her eyes seemingly solely for their quarry while an ear remained upon her mother. Her peripheral attention remained upon the alpha female—she needed only one thing from her to begin.