Moonspear hopes and dreams, they will collide

Their time together had granted Hydra a great deal of respect for her mate. Oh, to be sure, she would ever be his pit viper—but she was many things more than that to him, too, as he had become that for her in her own time of need. It was not fear that caused her not to press, but she trusted him enough to feel that she did not need to. He was not her father, and she would not project her fears upon him. Hydra was more patient a woman than most, and she meant it when she rejoined with: whenever you are ready. Her tail waved at that, and as he spoke again Hydra nodded, remembering. 

There was a great deal Hydra always shared with him, and sometimes she was inclined to repeat herself to comb over the finer details of it all. Much more, now, she drawled, shifting where she stood as she considered where best to start. Hmm... she began, thinking. Well, Moonspear—we are very much so full. You know of my desire to stake a claim over the Wilderness, and I think... perhaps we ought to train Dragomir to lead, and be at the helm of one such group in the beginnings of our expansion. He among our adult ranks has shown the most promise beyond Jarilo, and my brother has made it clear to me he wishes to stay, she drawled—which came as no surprise to her, truth be told. It seemed to be the way of those that came from Charon and Amekaze. Loyalty to one another, and to this landscape, too.