Moonspear You make me feel

Hydra seem to ease up, if only for a single moment. And then she was bristling, as if she hadn't already been frightening enough. Huā had to keep herself from trembling in fear as the woman spoke. Heat- a word of the common tongue she had learned... but what did she mean? Heat? It was winter, patches of snow lay on the ground beneath her feet. If anything she was 冷- cold as ever. Heat? She could only quietly mumble awkwardly in confusion after the first sentence was spoken.

The second only served to confuse her more- seed, the source of a tree. A tasty snack for little birds and good bait for catching a gull. But men were not trees, and she knew nothing of the word which Hydra spoke. Hydra... I s-sorry, I will leave, b-but... I feel confuse. I not understand, my common not good. Heat and seed, from tree and sun? And men... why? Um... She frowned as she bent her head a little lower, cautious about the message her stance gave off.