Broken Antler Fen i'm at a payphone

shadowing a grin beneath a more affable expression, teya found her steps alongside eljay. for all of his largeness compared to her own being, he gave no impression that he would suddenly swagger, or act out of turn. somehow the man seemed contrite in a way, and the raven wondered at this as they walked.
the edge of the fen, thick with mud now. teya traipsed uncaringly through it; she had accepted hunting in the reeds adjacent to the water would ask the price of a bath later. eljay must embrace this as well. "duck hunting," she told the newest member of brecheliant, pausing to allow him a full investigation of the locale if he so chose.