Moonspear don't wanna be alone

Neither of them hit a thing. She came up empty and Hydra huffed irately, swinging away as he came for her like a charging bull. This, too, Hydra was able to avoid with a graceful lunge away, and then Hydra bore her teeth playfully before moving toward his form as it moved, hoping to catch his own tail or clip his hock in a manner that would not draw blood. Hydra just wanted to hit something, though kept herself calm; she knew frustration was her enemy in the battlefield, sparring or otherwise.