Broken Antler Fen blackberry

teya untangled herself from reyes, huffing a sleepy sigh from her throat. dawn had not yet come, but the borders called for a patrol.
she kissed his red ears and shook out her fur. first for a drink, and then to the outer edges of the fen. here the light would soon fall in shafts across the sunken land.
but for now the air was grey and still. teya only existed, a small autumn shadow between two willow-trees.