Silvertip Mountain Another road to travel

It was not only the cry of agony she heard, but the howl of Zaria that brought Krypton galloping to the scene. The presence of her superior was gone, but the other lay upon the ground, eerily still. She had heard Zaria's words and sobs, but it seemed she had ran off. Either to mourn or tend to her little ones, Krypon didn't have time to decipher. What mattered was FitzDutiful.

It however seemed that Mason beat her to the spot, he was already laying next to his father like a devoted child. Krypton's pace slowed to a hasty trot, making her way over to Mason. She arrived, in silence.

she looked over the pale man. He looked at peace, no pain covering his visage. She quietly lowered her head towards his body, nudging it as if she were trying to wake him up. Her lips let out a whine, her ears flattening in sadness.

She turned to face Mason, giving him a bow of the head to show respect and take a place sitting next to him. She nudged his shoulder with her muzzle, trying to comfort him.

 She however stood up, backing up a few paces before showing the most respect she could muster. Her entire body bowed as if it was a feline stretching, her head lowered and eyes shut.

Be at peace FitzDutiful she whispered.