Broken Antler Fen gloria

wraen had informed the girl that @Maia could be of help with the stars. heavens, however, were the last thing upon her mind; she was stricken by the season, completely and thoroughly.
though she was determined to remain as sequestered with bridget as possible, she was forced to drag her malaise out with her in search of water. tail tucked and head down resolutely, teya drank sulkily at the water's edge.
there was a new man here, and while instinct suggested she find him at once, disgust paled that thought to nothing. she wanted none of them; she wanted diversions only at the antics of her more feminine counterparts.
and yet she did, and she thought of the man in the fog.
chin dripping, the little raven lifted her head and considered the treeline.