Redhawk Caldera I'm more than meets the eye

bridget was filthy and ecstatic when teya came across her. the raven had been fishing in the river, and she too was dampened by her efforts. 
she saw the fowl and waved her tail. "congratulations!" teya called as she approached. she nosed the soaked feathers of the duck and then grinned toward the red-masque. "tell me story of how you catch it."
bridget was vibrant and thrumming with energy. teya felt herself responding in kind, warm and quick and immediate, like it had always been. she tamped that down. her own focus must be kept now into staying a good friend to the woman she adored.