Broken Antler Fen Rewrite your history

Bridget stood up on the rise where now three bodies laid beneath the earth and was looking, without any real focus, at the trees. She'd brought Ibis back and buried her here, next to Wraen, with flowers blooming around and open skies overhead. It was a lovely place.

And, potentially, a mistake. Bridget knew that there was no way to foresee all of this, or to avoid it, but so much death so quickly. If she believed in signs, or in the tales of siabhra, there were no doubt a few here causing this. Her mother would have been in a frenzy.

She'd let @Teya know, informed Maia and @Eljay as well. She'd also told any of the others she'd met that she'd thought would like to know; @Akavir and @Livia, the only other adults here. She hadn't managed to hunt down Arcturus and assumed he'd simply left. It made sense, as far as she knew, Wraen had been his only tie. She'd tried to be friendly as she could but he hadn't seemed particularly receptive in more than a distantly polite way.

She should do something for Teya. It had been a hard few weeks for all of them. The idea made her feel instantly better, and she set about thinking on it with determination. Any ideas? she asked the air around with a small smile. Of course there wasn't an answer, but she liked to think they'd contribute somehow. Maybe the idea would just come to her.