Firefly Glen ours

Did she, now? Hydra wondered, thinking, the girl may be simple... A star, earthbound? But then, who knew if such a thing was possible? It could be... though it was certainly not the insect. They did look alike, she granted. But Osiris was right in his way of thinking. Perhaps, she rejoined, rather thinking it so now. Not solely for the wisdom of additional prey, but for the thought that this place was so like the nightsky in some spaces, where there was nothing but the open stretch of land and darkness. 

And then the stars—though here, the fireflies.

Rarely did the woman use her imagination for such pretty imagery, but she could see it. As for the girl improving, Hydra looked to him and nodded. That is good; I shall spar with the girl, she decided, see where she needs improvement, and leave that to you, if you would like to teach her. She wondered what sort of trainer her son might make; he had several lessons from her, and would receive more as she wanted him to become as adept as she was in the art of battle and defense. 

Home was close now, and Hydra, eyes still upon him, grinned wolfishly as she hummed, I will race you home. The last one there must play the part of squire in @Mintaka's imaginative stories, and at that, Hydra bolted. Try though she might taper her daughters fanciful imaginings, if it could stir to thought the image that her son and Leta unwittingly provoked... it might not be too terrible to endure, someday.