Moonspear Rush in, we have to rally and win boys

Hydra bounded toward him, her tail waving like a proud banner behind her. Her eyes were bright and full of vigor; she was always eager to see her friend, and typically he was always glad to see her, too. His funk had not been missed, and she was no good with dealing with emotion—Hydra did feel, however, she might have some good news for him that may boost his emotions some. 

She playfully nipped at his hocks upon arrival, not really attempting to land anything at all, only get his full attention. What do you think of no longer being an Omega? she inquired after a beat, stepping alongside him, her eyes seeking any semblance of a positive reaction from his features.