Broken Antler Fen Scarlet

not a sister, but a witchy godmother. pulled straight from the stories they both seemed to share. for a moment teya was silent, and then another delight dazzled her face. "i like this," she chirruped with a laugh. "maybe i learn from you how to get toads."
a fond look, and then her eyes traveled back to the dust upon her pawpads. how nice it was simply to lie here and trade words with wraen. "what is favorite, rocks or feathers?" the girl inquired suddenly, mysteriously.