Honeyed Pasture but you should know by now, my heart is in your teeth

Though she was, typically, a clean fighter, she knew how to play and fight dirty. She had done so with Drogon, and learned some from him, too. And she was no stranger to playing rough with her sisters—they imagined dozens of scenarios together, and played them out savagely. It was under Hydra's direction they did so. She wanted to always be prepared, and she wanted them to be, too.

The questioning look from Rosalyn caused Hydra to slip into a play bow. She was game to romp with the ruddy stranger, and she rose back to her full height and moved further onto the sand and awaited a cue that Rosalyn was game, herself.