[Jayvines]

 

Originally Posted by neptune

[ @dino., @poppy., @WinterMara in case soft decided to follow them out after all- just getting a starter out here to move this along. ]

There was not much to it. Burying a body. Just another body... Just another body.

Nectarflame was tired.

The Rise was lovely as it tended to be, and quiet today. Cindersky would be put to rest on a good day.

The stillness of Willow's Rise seemed to seep into the rapidly opening cracks of grief that seemed to spiderweb across her soul. Stillness and a rather hollow feeling muted any thoughts of conversation with the rest of those affected by this sudden loss, and Sparrowflight plodded dutifully alongside Nectarflame until the golden bengal stopped at a spot they deemed appropriate for Cindersky's final resting place. She would not try and make this decision for her, but her paws would be offered in anything Nectarflame required.

Each exhale seemed to deflate the thin molly just a bit more. Her usual chipper pace was slowed, and the glazed look in her eyes seemed to have cemented itself into her features.

Hopefully this would all be over soon.

[ @dino. @jupiter @WinterMara popping an empty Sparrow in here ]