Firefly Glen seem to paint a red line

Hydra's gaze was hard upon the other even as they seemed to realize their mistake. She said nothing more to that; Ying had not realized, but now there was no confusion to be had. The Queen had made herself clear. When Ying limped away, Hydra watched as she retreated. Looking to Isilme, Hydra moved to nip her shoulder in a gesture of camaraderie; once again the other had done well. 

You have done well, Hydra commended, licking her chops to rid her lips of Ying's blood. The Glen has acted as Moonspears additional hunting grounds for years, now. While I have no issue in others passing through, none shall be permitted to settle here, or hunt themselves unless you deign to hunt with them. Most of Moonspear knew as much, and now Isilme could be sure of it herself. The famine made Hydra all the more settled on this decision, and that mindset had aided them this past Winter. 

Come, let us train more; I will show you the routes of the Glen another day, so that you may better know them, she drawled, gesturing now toward Moonspear and beginning to trot back from the direction they had both come. Hydra had an idea as to where they could train to make it more challenging for the Wodakru girl, all for the betterment of her abilities.