Take Me Down

It had taken a good bit of time, making him work through the remainder of the night with the help of a few others, but they managed to clean up the front grounds of the castle after the attack from the group of monstrous dire wolves. He and Ezra had managed to haul away their remains and he gave the task of rinsing away at least most of the blood from the grass to a few of the other pack members though it would take a good few rains to really clear away the signs of the violent and bloody fight that had taken place here. Gwynevere brought out a large piece of fabric to cover Resin's body once he and Artorias moved her over to a lay under a cluster of birch trees that took up a corner of the courtyard. Once she managed to calm down a bit, Tamsyn was able to tell him that Resin had only wanted to be buried so that's what he intended to do.

He pulled in Sirius to help him dig the grave under the birch trees and by the time all the preparations were done it was early morning. He was grateful that the Warlord happened to be here when it happened. Having to go and deliver this news was not something he wanted to do. He sat back onto his haunches once everything was in place with a heavy sigh, the brown of the dirt nearly hidden in his brown fur where it coated most of his legs. He was exhausted had had shoved all of his own pain and mourning to the very far reaches of his mind. He could address his own loss later. For now he wanted to make space for Resin's family to have their time to mourn. He lifted his head to let out a howl, calling any remaining family that wasn't here already. He knew that Resin wouldn't want a huge fuss over her so he limited who he called for. Just Tamsyn, her children, as well as any of the Fatalis' that called her family if they wished to join them. He wasn't sure if Sirius had sent word to the Armada or not already so he certainly wouldn't stop them from entering the castle if they wished.

Ulric Adravendi