Moonspear moonlight outshines the brightest stars

Hydra had been with her mirror images, and together they paused when entering a clearing and noting the sky falling. Hydra blinked at the sky, sniffing the air—it had no different a scent than it did any other day, and she looked to her sisters. Lyra, who looked at the sky the most, might be privvy to the answer: what's going on? They were in route to catch up with their family, but had not yet arrived to the scene where Galaxy toppled down and down until she disappeared into what was her untimely death.