Firefly Glen addict,

Desdemona nodded in agreement, "in the following days, perhaps we shall bring it up to Hydra." Now didn't seem the time especially with some new folks. Once they are more intertwined with Moonspear, she thought maybe the two could request of this from the Queen.

"Shall we return?" She asked, looking up to the mountains. It was getting late, and they were also getting awfully wet.

"Sounds like a plan," Osiris agreed; they would have time to work out a strategy for their excursion. 

The rain was unrelenting, and he glanced skyward. From what he could see, the storm wouldn't be ending anytime soon. "Yeah, lets," he decided. Turning their backs on the glen, Osiris and Desdemona began to make their way home.