Broken Antler Fen roseblack

Fishing, Bridget agreed, flashing a warm smile. There was the familiar hint of competition but she didn't act upon it just yet. Perhaps once they arrived she'd propose something. Fishing was nearly always more fun when it could be made into a game.

She tended to get invested in the outcome, and Bridget suddenly wondered what kind of a challenger Teya was. She was so soft spoken that it was hard to picture her caring much about losing, but more often lately she surprised her.