Broken Antler Fen Farewell neverland

she thought of reyes and of bridget, of how they both glowed in shades of red.
the girl felt an unexpected suspicion overcome her, and this narrowed her focus as she listened to the boy. he was handsome in a pointed way, cute in the angle of his nose.
not boar! the raven thought sharply of kynareth. "elk. i fast. but not made for that. i still help," she offered, enjoying the quick and friendly nature of the oddly formal pair. she wondered why the man had not spoken.