It's a terrible day for rain

Honestly one of the last things Gloom wanted was to think about a funeral, she knew it was tradition and considering this had been Audra's home it only felt right. That didn't mean Gloom had to be okay right? Because she really wasn't. She'd been avoiding the site of the pyre like it was her job, she couldn't handle looking on the... On Audra. As far as Gloom was concerned she was doing her grieving, had been since before they'd left and had only added onto her grief. She looked, well... Like shit. She wasn't eating much, she was sleeping most days after she'd cried herself into unconsciousness. First her mother and now her- Well she didn't know what they'd been, and that was almost worse... So many things left unsaid, because she'd been too much of a coward. She always was.

Artorias' call only served to make Gloom's stomach feel heavier than it already did. She wasn't sure she'd ever be ready, to "officially" say goodbye. To have to be around others who'd known Audra better than she had, had meant more to her than Gloom probably had. To be surrounded by wolves and still feel apart from them when all she wanted right now was comfort and familiarity, and no one here could offer her that. She still hadn't decided what she was going to do, if she would stay or not. She'd promised herself she'd at least stick around until the funeral but after that? If she was being honest all Gloom wanted right now was her brother. (Okay well she wanted her mother and Audra too but those two were now much too far beyond her reach.) The woman dragged herself towards the call, eyes turned downwards, because she was already crying or rather was crying again and didn't have it in her to summon her courage to be anything more than a useless crying lump. Audra deserved better, and Gloom couldn't even do that. Luckily it seemed she was the first to arrive, which meant she could get herself settled without having to worry about who else might need her condolences... Huddling in upon herself Gloom sat and tried to steel herself for what was to come. She was just gonna cry through it and that'd have to be okay with everyone else.

"Speech"