Firefly Glen keep me hanging on

His fangs miss their mark upon her to her relief; she is swift enough to avoid his blows. As he paces nearer to her, and she circles around him for a third time, Hydra this time aims to nip the other side of his hindquarter, the move rough. She hopes for even a second of purchase but she knew that lingering for too long a time would only be to her detriment. Hydra retreats by dashing swiftly alongside him instead of backpedaling as she had foolishly done before, but she is careful to bound away from the reach of his fangs as she circles again, tail lashing. Her muzzle dripped with her own blood, but it dribbled slowly.