Hubris looked around the battlefield awkwardly, he was feeling conflicted a little but, he didn't know whether to jump for joy or be sad at the sight that was in front of him. He didn't know them, but they were his kin after all. The victory was bittersweet in his opinion.
His goal has always been to avenge his father, now that was done with, he didn't quite know what to do with himself. He half-expected for when this was all said and done, that he'd at least feel different, like a different hound, but it wasn't a life changing experience as he thought it'd be.
He was still the hound that had to take responsibility for his actions. He had just killed their king, they had no one else but him, he also didn't know the first thing about running a kingdom. But he wouldn't let himself abandon them.
