Moonspear informal disco

Galaxy had grown, but also with that she had shrunk. It was pretty clear how unhealthy she looked, but Hydra did not think her too far gone yet. She was certain her mother and father were putting food before her... they had always been diligent parents, after all. Hydra dropped the rabbit and nosed it toward Galaxy, rolling her shoulders. Hey, Axe. I really don't know what's going on with you—but you're too scrawny. It doesn't look good. And it definitely isn't healthy. Does this have to do with you thinking you have a "fat head"? Hydra squinted. She had never been the most eloquent, but she was best at being direct and getting to the point. Actually, as Hydra studied her now, her head did look awfully big in comparison to the rest of her lean frame...