Firefly Glen keep me hanging on

Hydra's own tail beats against the earth as he offers her the rabbit anyway, as well as some sage advice. His words made her grin, happy to hear them come from one who did not know her. She had been working on her endurance a lot lately, making her less winded—but she could do with learning how to do offense better. I don't really know how to properly spar wolves bigger than me yet. I get nervous about getting too close for too long, because that'd be to their advantage, making any potential attacks that struck true all the more dangerous if she were near enough to grab anything. Maybe he had some advice for her there—a better way to go against adversaries threatening her with their weight. While Hydra wasn't scrawny (and was even on the tall side of average), she was lean and svelte rather than broad and boxy.