Broken Antler Fen Scarlet

teya listened closely as wraen whispered, and then chortled a laugh. "that would be very good. i want to avoid toad," she added, grinning.
a trick question. teya did not know this meaning, but it became clear the more that the older raven spoke. and then laughter again, humour again — she thought about the question she had asked more closely.
teya wished to bring something for wraen, that was it, but her mentor was more savvy than she had expected. yet with 'feather' finally in hand, and a roll of her eyes in agreement for the musky splashes that men left behind, she thought of what exotic thing she could find for her companion.
"come for a drink?" she urged. lying here with wraen was pleasant, but her youthful body ached to be put to another task.