Redhawk Caldera vanillabark

teya wanted to hear more of the stars. she understood that they could be used in different ways, but so many of those escaped her. she thought with guilt and longing of bridget, and how once they had watched the skies together.
her ears swung forward in naked interest.
"an elk." the raven hummed to herself, rather distracted from their hunt. "if faery take form of prey, and wolf hunt them ... do they bleed? or do they become other thing?"
her tone was rhetorical. but her eyes inquired vaguely after medb.