Redhawk Caldera the oak when it blooms; a fox in the brush

the hunt hadn't been unpleasant, and teya had secretly been pleased to see no presence from akashingo, but she was glad to be home.
and just in time too, it seemed, her body responding to a known safety, though it was one that no longer included a husband.
when killdeer's call rose, teya knew she should be sociable. but she was tetchy, on edge, and generally soaked with water from an invigorating session of ice-fishing.
still she came all the same, not wanting to linger in her changing state but desiring to see killdeer, to welcome him.
teya slid to maia's side with a smile.