Firefly Glen the old haunt

"Same," Osiris agreed. He did not anticipate that their meeting would go poorly, as there was nothing but good things to be said about Leta. "I'm sure they'll like you, too," he added for good measure. Although it was late, he knew that either Dirge or Hydra would be out and about; they were as active during the day, as they were the night. 

He was surprised to hear that she did not consider herself brave. "I think that you're already brave," he reiterated. "But, I do know what you mean about wanting to be even braver for your siblings—I feel the same way," he admitted. "I was afraid for the longest time to come back into the glen... but now that I'm out here and met you, I'm glad that I did." He smiled then and glanced away shyly. "But I think you can only become braver by facing your fears and experience new things..." Osiris couldn't help but wonder what scared Leta, but he didn't pry for now. "I-I can help you with that kind of stuff, if you want." His gaze returned to her. 

"That's impressive," Osiris replied, feeling the immediate effects of her infectious excitement. He regarded the sky overhead for a moment."I didn't now that I had a star..." he added, his words coming as she spotted the fireflies behind him. He glanced over his shoulder and recognized the twinkling bugs. "They're fireflies," he explained. "They're the namesake of this glen," he regarded their surrounding with a sweeping glance. "My grandfather, Charon, claimed this land as Moonspear's hunting grounds when was Alpha. My mom said that he like the fireflies here."