07-05-2009, 01:29 AM
Sankor had been fighting with himself for hours on if he was going to go or not. He didn't want the world to know how deeply the death of his friend effected him but he knew that there would be talk if he didn't show. The male was torn between emotions and guilt. He wanted nothing more than his friend to return, to know that they cared that he would be missed. Sankor came close to the area where he knew that the funeral would be held and he stopped in his tracks, closing his eyes and trying to gather himself before stepping out into the clearing.
There were no words to say as the dark two toned male approached the blaze that once had been his friend. The hair along his back stood on end as he watched the flames lick around Ril'o's body. He lowered his head as the others settled around the pyre. There was nothing he could offer his fallen friend but instead the dark mahogany male titled his head back and let his voice lift to the clouds above. The lonely sound of his howl echoed across the lands as he let the song rise to the heavens, hoping that the only gift he had to give would usher his friend home to the next life.
There were no words to say as the dark two toned male approached the blaze that once had been his friend. The hair along his back stood on end as he watched the flames lick around Ril'o's body. He lowered his head as the others settled around the pyre. There was nothing he could offer his fallen friend but instead the dark mahogany male titled his head back and let his voice lift to the clouds above. The lonely sound of his howl echoed across the lands as he let the song rise to the heavens, hoping that the only gift he had to give would usher his friend home to the next life.