Black Morass glowbell [m]

teya flicked an ear at his question. why, she had come — thinking back now, a flurry of blinks announcing her confusion, and then the death of that for awareness.
knowledge, wisdom, what have you — she'd pressed through a forest and ignored the markings, focused only on her journey through the unknown lands and the possibility of new things to be found in the waterways.
her small chin lifted. if he wanted to exact from her a pound of flesh, he would not find the young raven more than a mouthful.
coolwater eyes took on a cunning sheen; she remembered her endless dabbling through the snowy end of spring.
"you punish me now for it?" teya inquired, stilled save for the way her mouth curved despite the growing fear tangled inside her gut.