Broken Antler Fen birchwood

lashes veiling stillwater gaze turned soft; teya leaned into the touch before backing away, sheepish and charmed. she had not forgotten ibis, not in any way. "i good. have found many fish." she had sought these past months to make something better of herself, more skilled and worthy than the shy girl who had only eaten pity for many meals.
she would never be that again.
suddenly; she wanted to ask ibis if she would have children this year, and she wanted — selfishly — to hear that the auspex would forgo this. and yet she felt all but assured her time in that way with the finely made woman had come to an end. 
must it?
teya considered bridget, for whom she would give much.
"you, ah, you need ... anything?" teya stumbled, searching ibis' beautiful countenance with a wanting look.