Golden Glade Amaaaaaaaaaaaazing Grace, How Sweeeeeeeeet The Sound

As a funeral, Alder expects everyone to be here, so this is Mandatory! (The pups are not expected to come, but they can if they want to follow their parents. Sorrel and Kieran can be left behind for a short time (Since overall this might last like half an hour their time)or brought with and kept carefully warmed.) Dated to December 2nd. @Shalon and @Freya I think they're back by now and would be updated, @Aspen @Eden @Heartha @Bramble @Tulip @Hawthorn @Rose @Sylvas Streiter

It was with a heavy heart did Alder dig that Winter morning -- he scraped at the stiff earth with worn nails for hours until there was a good sized grace -- with a feeling of hatred for that pale bitch Aeronwyn at the unhealed wounds littering Estelle's body. It wasn't the cause of her death, and Alder knew it -- upon telling Eden, the new mother had explained what had brought the suicide upon the blind woman -- but that didn't make things any better in his mind. Aero was the only he could blame, not being a believer of deities or gods as he was, but that didn't bring Estelle back. 

He had failed her. 

Gulping down the bile that rose in his throat, Alder leapt from the grave and shook the loose dirt from his pelt. Though it was the family members who were supposed to dig and the leaders who brought the body, Alder had chosen to do it in lieu of Eden. It wasn't wise to leave the newborns unattended for very long, but worse for them to be out here in the bitter cold of an early Winter morning. The tunnels could at least provide warmth for the pups long enough for everyone to show up, Alder was sure.

Tipping back his head, the King of Royal fire Court howled for the rest of his wolves. It was not a question or request, but a call to everyone that demanded their presence. This was one of the most important times to be united and respectful, after all. Beside him lay the corpse of Estelle, yet to be cleaned of dirt, blood, or grime. Much as it made his heart twinge to see who he'd started to think of as his apprentice and good friend in such a state, he didn't move to clean her -- that was the duty of the pack, together. They would share stories of her, say good things, lower her into the earth afterwards, and then the leaders would cover her.

For now, he waited somberly for someone to show up and share the burden on his shoulders.