Altar of Twilight Unleashed

Hydra listened as Tzila spoke, and at least one of her suspicions were confirmed. Tzila had left, by choice. The ruddy she wolf continued on and Hydra still remained silent, her interest maintaining its genuity. No regret, not a lick of it. Perhaps not on bad terms then, or if so, Tzila did not care for them. Only when Tzila did not elaborate further did Hydra respond: a long time, you say. Since Vengeances reign? she wondered aloud, inviting Tzila to share more if she so desired to. Or, alternatively, had her satisfaction with the Nightwalkers ended when his life had? 

The matriarch invited Tzila to speak openly with her with a simple look that suggested she was open to the discussion for what it was: truths laid bare. Hydra much preferred the candor and the dynamic of such conversations. From the sound of her, Tzila was not so simple a woman who likely had her own convictions she stood by... Hydra could only guess at those, and yet, as she had with Ying, imagined there was something similar between them in what said convictions might be.