Broken Antler Fen blackberry

She gazed upon the prints before following Teya, very willing, eager to re-learn the ways of hunting in this fen. So much she had traveled that she didn't think she'd ever learned a particular way to grasp prey; every region had their own quirks and tactics.

Maybe she'd stay put, become a master. Maybe.

How's everyone else? she said, though quietly, hoping not to disturb any wildlife (below water or above it). How are. . .you, Teya?

She wondered if the woman had borne children, too. If they'd be raised alongside Lilitu's siblings.