It takes a funeral to make you feel alive

He had anxiously waited Serene’s return, both exited and missing the time he had spent with her. He was patient knowing she would come back in a few days, after she had done some traveling. He himself continued to work on his place of settlement. He had finished his herb stock den and had neatly put away the herbs him and Serene had collected. Next he had went to her mothers grave and placed a few flowers he had picked in order to honor her and to visit the willow that would become off limits for the pack. He had thought over ways to mark the area, ways to make it more sacred then it currently was. He hadn’t been able to decide, but maybe some stones in a large circle would do. He hadn’t yet started that project when Serene had returned. He had happily helped her gather the things she would need for her shrine service.

Beside her he now traveled, making thier way to the shrine. He was ready and willing to learn her ways and to help her complete the final ceremony to lay her mother to a peaceful rest. He was curious to learn what she had discovered on her travels wondering what herbs she had found. He smiled at her his tail gently wagging as they moved.

”Did you find any good herb patches on your travels,” he asked hopping some talk during thier movements would help pass time