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Bridget rarely stopped to look at the sky the way Teya was now but the invitation was all she needed to change her mind. She approached in closer and went to sit, but instead of stopping there, she slid into a lying position and rolled onto her back, then glanced over to grin warmly at her friend. It was easier to see like this and her neck could use the stretch after a long time spent fishing.

There were a number of things she wanted to say, and habit pushed her to drive the conversation. Instead Bridget let the impulse fade and simply looked up, relaxed, paws crooked and resting on her chest.

Anything she would have said the Raven already knew. She didn't need to have a more complicated reason for being here. Just having the company was enough.