Broken Antler Fen roseblack

bridget did not pull away and teya clutched to this with wonder and a growing sense of intimacy. her heart thudded faster beneath her ribcage; plume swished to and fro and she nibbled along the cardinal's cheekfur with a playful, relieved grin. teya did try to focus upon what was being said, and nodded gravely a time or two.
"no. if we talked of where baby come from, we might want to have baby." a dry tone, a sardonic lift of her eyebrow at the foolish, repressive teachings of borva and tremelia. the girl wondered how many like her had stumbled into pregnancy over those years; even until this point the raven had not understood the gist of it.
she leant back toward bridget, seeking the warmth and connection of their mingling fur, glowing beneath that smile. "you want children?" she asked, though with slightly more of an observational tone rather than one that inquired. her companion had spent many sentences educating teya, but the girl did not remember if bridget had yet said outright.