Broken Antler Fen Had to have high hopes for a livin

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Well, she'd done it again, hadn't she? Bridget shook out her coat, watching a few golden hairs float and land on the ground. Her winter coat was shedding and it always seemed to itch worst around the time the rains started. Seemed like she was going to be in luck, though... the sky was definitely threatening a storm and she could taste the energy in the air.

She did have a habit of jumping before she looked. Kept life interesting and made sure she never regretted much, but shit. This was complicated? She wasn't sure what @Teya expected or even wanted from her now, despite their continued friendship. They hadn't really gotten to that part, she remembered with a small (but satisfied) smile.

It wasn't like she needed to define it. Usually others felt differently, though, and not being on the "same page" had caused a slew of hurt feelings in the past. Maybe she should bring it up. Not for the first time, Bridget silently lamented her friend's lack of open communication. It wasn't her fault, and Bridget would love to get teeth into that "family" of hers, but it was as maddening as it was intriguing.

The medic leaned in on a tree and let the rough bark comb through her fur, rubbing her shoulder roughly to ease a deep-seated itch there. Now that hit the spot. She rolled more of her back into it and sighed, pelt now littered with bark bits, but some of the itchiness gone for now.