Fallen Soldier

*Loccian* · 05-18-2013, 03:42 PM

She had been silent since leaving those caverns in the North, storm grey eyes focused on the ground before her, not focusing on anything except for what was in front of her so she wouldn't trip and spill Octavian's body onto the ground. Even though she was small, she tried her best to help Gerhardt carry her dead brother's body, holding her shoulders high and trying to walk and smooth as possible over the terrain. Her fur was splotched with his blood that had now dried, on cheeks, neck, chest and side. And now it splotched her back from carrying him, she didn't mind though since she was moving his body to a place for a proper burial.

Only a bit further, Loccian. Though it seemed like she was not listening, for she just continued walking, Loccian took in what he had told her. Legs were sore but she did not stop, couldn't stop. Her breathing was heavy, head bobbing up and down with each step, tail flicking behind her as they finally passed the borders and worked their way towards the croplands.

At last Gerhardt had slowed his pace, his voice reaching her delicate ears. We'll stop here, if that's alright? For the first time since beginning of their track, Loccian slowly lifted her head, dull storm grey orbs looking to him, almost dead-like. Lips pressed together, forming words but her voice just didn't have it, nothing came out. She closed her yes instead, turning away from him and giving a simple nod of her head. This would due, it would be the best place for Octavian's burial.

He lifted his head to the sky and gave a howl, summoning Seracians, if they would like to, to come and say their goodbyes to a fallen soldier, to a loving brother. Legs trembled during his call, her throat tightening and her stomach twisting and turning. She clenched her jaws, lowering the front half of her body to carefully let Octavian slide off her back with Gerhardt's help.

"normal.
talk.
think.
you."

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