Broken Antler Fen Nothing compares to when the smoke settles and you're the last [m]an standing.

reyes had come back, but he had not called for her, or sought her out. instead, teya found him heaving and strung with anger. the grove was clear, and reyes burned in its center.
the raven did not want to approach, and yet was compelled, as much for her rank as for herself.
tentatively she slipped closer, greypumpkin ears lifted toward him with a hesitant hope. 
but he would not have been so angry had his trip to the caldera gone well.