Bramblepoint I learned that from the pizza man.

Hydra was not so gentle as a medic would be when cleansing herself, and winced many times as her tongue ran over the wounds. She listened to Towhee, who informed her of her desires, and Hydra perked up as she turned to look at Towhee. I'm a mercenary at present, working on becoming a Warrior and Guardian, too, her tail waved. Since this seemed to be their point of coincidental rendezous, Hydra suggested, maybe we can meet here in a week or two, have a spar? By then she'd be (mostly) recovered, and could get in additional practice to boot. They had both, overtime, upped their game—Hydra did not doubt that Towhee would be a far better opponent this time around than the first (though she had not been too bad that time around either).