Broken Antler Fen redmist

when teya had wrestled the otter to the bank and looked toward reyes, he seemed as though he was no longer present. the gleam of his eyes was fixed on the water. the stain slowly dissipated, and she looked toward where it had been.
the otter was left behind, out of reach of the fen.
she came up gingerly, but did not touch him.
"maybe you need sleep, not hunting," was the raven's soft, hesitant suggestion.