Broken Antler Fen The Cat King of Havana

unfortunately it was not maia who roamed the borders that day, but teya. 
the girl had fallen into a bit of a slump, and as a result as not as tidy or well-groomed as her usual self when she came upon the stranger.
grey with soft eyes. teya was drawn to the injury, and flicked coolwater eyes along its edges with interest. "i teya. this brecheliant." was there familiarity there? she felt as though she must know this wolf and that face — somehow.
guiltily she thought of ibis, and ibis' children. and not for any reason she understood.