Meadowlark Prairie goldleaf

bridget's face flared in her mind as teya pressed against bronco. she forced herself to refocus on sorana. "i not know. she older now — maybe she be angry." maybe she would feel replaced. maybe she would feel replaced by the potential bronco brought to the relationship shared between he and herself.
"you give me butterflies." her tones were a whisper.
and she knew why.
two seasons stood between them and spring. had they ever had this conversation? her stomach flipped uncomfortably but for the sake of her girl, the raven looked directly up into bronco's beloved face.
"i think sorana biggest fear might be younger siblings."
there was no other way to say it. she was silent now.