There was no rhyme or reason for Malachi's actions, then. She simply followed her heart, and her heart told her that she needed to be there for this grieving mother. In the tribe that she was raised in, Mala had understood how important the death of someone was to their relatives still on this earth. The giant female was unsure if Denali's spirit had been put to rest properly, either, which disturbed the chocolate and cream female even more. Restless spirits could still wander the earth, still serve as a remaining presence to grieving relatives. It seemed, to Malachi, that Savina could see her son everywhere - and she, too, was not at peace.
She clung to the black female even as she felt her slightly struggling. Though her grip would have looked vice-like, Malachi did her best as of the recent years to watch her own strength. Her own eyes were closed, attempting to swallow back the wave of sorrow that was rolling strongly within. Feeling the Consul relax some, Mala sucked in a deep breath and summoned her own strength to speak the following words. "Gjinisgam, geleiwatl negm a'se'g." As she said those words, the last of her energy disappeared like a crashing wave upon the sand. Mala felt submersed in the ocean itself, feeling suffocated and the world becoming darker around her. She felt a wetness at her chest as Savina began to break down, though this mattered little to the colossal female that held her there. Her own cheeks were wet with tears, which dropped down like rain when honey eyes shut tightly.
The silver-tipped female didn't want to let go of the shadowy woman, to her it was the last connection to Denali she had. Though his spirit would need to be put to rest as soon as possible, all Malachi could offer the black woman then were words, and an understanding. Denali was her friend, who had taught her more than she had imagined when she ambled onto the beach that warm day. Though she felt that bond with him, they were not tied by blood. The grizzled female's grip relaxed on the Consul, allowing her to move away if she pleased. Malachi hoped this wouldn't be the case, for she would feel the overwhelming sense of loss herself.
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