when teya returned to the fen, she climbed the small hill to wraen's grave and stood looking down upon the flower-studded mound with a weaving and exhausted air.
her earth-caked limbs did not want to go further, and so she sat alongside the loamy tomb, choking back a sob. no tears here. she had cried enough.
throat parched, scratched by grief, teya tipped back her crown and began to call for brecheliant, for @Bridget and @Eljay, @Livia, @Akavir. she did not summon maia, wincing as she thought of the pains the poor new mother had already suffered. she did not call for arcturus, believing he had gone to mourn wraen elsewhere. but there was a burr of feeling when it came to the dark man.
and when they arrived, teya would tell them where she had found ibis, that the raven had buried her there, that she had chosen to die outside brecheliant. a breath. 
that she herself had been too weak to bring ibis home, and this time the tears did arrive again, stinging her tender eyes.
but they had always been a council. if they decided to bear the woman home, teya would go with them and see it done. ibis had helped to found brecheliant. but she was days' dead now. and yet so desperately the little violet wished not to be the one to make another decision. 
eventually she set her stare on eljay. "we need auspex." it was what ibis had wanted, after all. "please. i will be raven and you will be auspex." rain traced her figure. no ambition in teya now. only emptiness as she watched the gentle man from her perch beside wraen.