Broken Antler Fen i'm at a payphone

it would soon be over, this horrible occurrence that teya now understood would happen each year. she hated it, hated how the scent of any man within brecheliant sent her spiraling, stiffened steps carrying her that way until she stopped herself. she kept to the den she shared with bridget; she did not want to be perceived.
for reasons unknown, teya wallowed her way toward where the fragrances of maia and this man were more tightly linked. she did not come too close; she knew how her current state might affect this stranger. perhaps he would not be able to help himself, as bridget had pointed out.
but dourly from a short distance she watched openly, unable to keep her eyes from the healthful and well-built male her fellow leader had been fraternizing with.