Broken Antler Fen birchwood

The sight of the young girl made Ibis' heart skip a beat; she thought at once of her missing daughter despite knowing that Teya was quite different from the absent Arielle. She did not look upon this girl with the fondness borne of their tryst for that hesitating second, but as some lost piece that was finally found. Then, things clicked back to normal.

A kiss. A lingering presence. The smell of her brought to mind the moonlight and the memory.

Brecheliant empty when you not here. Teya says. Ibis can't tell if she's playing coy, naturally shy, or merely bashful for the shared space. The last time they had been together — — a bloom of good feelings.

-doing well?

I.. Yes, I am. Ibis didn't know how to answer, not really. She felt alright aside from some nausea. Some mornings it was particularly bad. And you?

Tenderly Ibis would reach out to offer a soft touch of her nose upon the girl's cheek, or some other careful, shy advancement of reciprocation.