The grief was so tangible all around her, that the woman felt like she could choke on it. Her gaze briefly followed her queen as she moved towards the large guardian, but it was clear that it would be a private moment so she turned her attention towards little Daniel. No one as of yet moved forward to state their goodbyes and as the scarred woman forced her body to finally move, there was a rustle within the thickets of someone's approach. Looking up, her blue gaze landed on the medic for the pack, Aideen, as she finally made her appearance. But it was clear what had caused her late arrival. Inali looked away from the display of farewell between Aideen and Daniel, her grief too ever present for the woman to bear. All this grief weighed especially hard on Inali, for she hated seeing her pack mates so full of misery. But this was a sad occasion, so grief demanded to be felt. It was the beginning process towards healing, and the pack would need to heal from this so they could grow stronger from it and forge a deeper bond. Stepping forward to say her own brief goodbye, she lowered her muzzle to briefly brush against Daniel's form. Laying a tender kiss atop his head, the woman stepped back into her earlier position. Turning her gaze to Nina, Inali waited for her to begin little Daniel's burial. "speech"”Speech” |
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