Broken Antler Fen turnwrath

she grinned. "ibis. and maia, soon." she was thankful that she would not be alone in a sea of pregnant bellies. and wraen, the more that she observed, did not seem inclined. arcturus, whom she would have assumed would be the older raven's choice, did not seem riddled with desire himself.
but there was something between them.
she would puzzle it another time.
leadership. boss. she grew contemplative. "now? or ... summer," teya mused, suddenly second-guessing her own decision. "eljay, will he need you to stay?"