Broken Antler Fen birchwood

whenever! <3

@Ibis.
the unending spin that had only just come to a close; the mountain, the fireflies, the journey, her body's change — had kept her from seeking the woman out.
the air had throbbed and curled with a green fertility in brecheliant for a long while. teya was relieved that her first year with such had passed and she had not conceived. she wondered if it was so for the delicate mothwing body she had first loved beneath the moon, and put her nose happily to the rich earth of the fen, seeking the auspex with an eager step.