Broken Antler Fen jadebite

as always, wraen gave a solid sort of advice. to love without strings and to be open to more of it from others. she wondered, again, why she did not feel the same way toward bridget, why it had not become the obsessive sort of desperate love. she and the cardinal had been through a good deal as one, but she did not feel the same sort of dismissal from the fairy-woman.
perhaps there, something to explore.
rather rejuvenated, teya wiped the lingering wetness from her cheeks. "thank you, wraen. now i catch you fish." she would not think of anything else; her grin was defiant and broad, eyes filled with a great warmth for the woman.
teya still planned to bring the same to ibis, but now she would — she did not know.