put me out of my misery
11-30-2020, 04:05 AM
Resin waited while the bloody boy made his decision. In time, he decided that it would be better to bury her than to let the scavengers feast on her bones. With a nod, the ashen woman moved forward. Gently, she took the scruff of the woman between her teeth and began to pull the corpse backwards towards the grave that she'd prepared. After a bit of repositioning, the dead wolf's body fit properly into the hole. She began to push the dirt back in, gradually covering the woman's body. If the boy wished to help, she would allow him to do so, but she wouldn't force him. While she was able to disconnect her emotions from such events, the child was, well... a child. He felt every moment of this, she was sure. Once the body was covered, Resin scanned about, looking for some sort of suitable marker. Not terribly far away was a small boulder that she might be able to push, so she moved to it and dug out around the base a bit. With a little finesse and a lot of muscle, the scarred fae managed to get the rock rolling. Keeping the momentum, she didn't stop pushing until the rock, which was a little bit bigger than the pup, rested on top of the dead wolf's grave. "Between two trees with a rock on top. You'll know where to find her if you ever decide to return here." It was a kind gesture. Some wolves preferred to bury their dead and return to pay respects. To Resin, the dead were dead. They were gone. The body that she had just buried was empty, the woman that had inhabited it long gone. "Come," she rumbled softly. She would take the boy to safety and she would figure out what to do with him once Tamsyn was awake. If need be, she would carry him, but Resin would be impressed if he was able to walk of his own accord. "Speech" |
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