Hushed Willows daisy chain blues

the pinpricks of light rolled through teya's eyes. she sighed, and would have turned away, had not another she-wolf shown then.
the girl started, wilting in embarassment as her widestream gaze took up the sight of bridget's curious lilac stare. the pretty copper markings across the other's cheeks she caught with the tail end of her glance. "b-bridget," she guessed with a nod toward the other's assumption.
wondering why her packmate was also out so late, teya turned toward the faerie, forcing herself to address the other despite her lack of confidence. "i miss them when gone. the stars."