Neverwinter Forest do not let me down

Vallkyrie. That was a name she remembered, and Hydra had thought the familiar scent might be hers. That she was here was quite interesting; it seemed much too... informal a place, though she supposed the she-wolf was simply adaptable. Her tail swayed as she thought of the she-wolf who had sought a place in her ranks, a polite and astute woman. Hydra supposed she might not be home given she had not answered the howl with Mal, or else she would have said it herself. 

Maybe on her return journey home she could reunite with the she-wolf, but she did feel time was of the essence in warning her allies of what had transpired in the Wilderness. If it is not too much trouble, please tell her I say hello, and that I hope she is well, Hydra said in turn, and on that note the matriarch nodded to him and turned to head to the Nightwalkers, Alya suddenly at her hip. 

last from me <3