Broken Antler Fen There goes the loudest woman this town has ever seen.

they had been spared whatever disaster had come plummeting into the mountains beyond. teya smelled a thousand things in its wake, but her own fear was not one of them.
instead it was a brutal curiosity that held her, one that wished to find the source of what had come down from the heavens, what had thrown all into a blinding white light and then was gone.
the fen was theirs; she tipped her muzzle and answered in wonder, flushed with both pleasure and a deep, hungering curiosity. but she would remain in brecheliant.
she wished greatly to see ibis again, but not in this way; she would be tongue-tied and useless.