Barrow Fields lift me up, you take me higher

Hydra could not withhold the laugh that came from her as she pictured him bald, fat, and legless!! she added, and when he continued she quieted some, but his rude descriptors fit the bill of her 'mean girl' way of life perfectly, and she warmed to him further. He seemed to be sweet, but she imagined perhaps there might be something not so sweet to him, too, and she was interested in that. 

Edible, but bitey. Well, at the end of the day, even their predators were edible, weren't they? But she imagined his definition of 'bitey' to mean their method of self defense. Picturing them being hunters of wolf... she just couldn't see it. They were too... flabby. But maybe in the water they were better equipped, she determined as he finished speaking. Seals, she echoed, now having a name for the critter. Have you hunted them? She inquired, interested.