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Last post for me, I sort of faded it to black. Ellie, feel free to write a conclusion as well, if you'd like. We can just say the actual burial/moving of her body took place behind the scenes. :-)

Thistle did not come back and for that Ragnar was glad. He had not seen Nerian but he had heard her howl rise into the air. In the end only Surra came, filling Ragnar with the relief that he would not have to bury her broken body alone. His blood pulsed cold within his veins as he glimpsed down at her as the other male neared. Surra seemed to recoil for a second, and though seeing a friend like this tore him up seeing her severed spine and broken body wasn’t, really, new for Ragnar. He had seen much worse as far as broken bodies went. The difference, of course, had been astronomical. It hadn’t bothered him as this did because he hadn’t known those wolves. For a moment, Ragnar stared at Surra, waiting to see what the other man would do. If he did not have the stomach to assist Ragnar in what needed to be done the newly appointed Alpha wouldn’t hold it against him. It was gruesome, of that, there was no doubt; it wasn’t like it was an easy task, at that. Her broken body would make it hard to move her and what was already grotesque might become worse from the action but Ragnar wasn’t going to let her body stay here for the bear to return too when it piqued his interest once more, and she deserved the respect of a burial.

Surra, however, did not retreat, earning the Viking’s admiration when he seemed to steel himself and approach, inquiring as to how he could help. “We have to move her body off of the shore,” That was the first thing, at least, “Away from this spot on the occurrence that the bear comes back for her,” The Viking took a deep breath. “This isn’t going to be a gentle job,” He warned because though he didn’t want to disrespect Pump’s corpse at the same time they were not humans and didn’t have the advantage of hands to assist them. “It might even be difficult since her spine is severed and there’s nothing well…” Keeping her in one piece but he didn’t want to say it. Not out loud. He looked to the spot where the sand faded to solid dirt and earth. “We can bury her by that tree line there. If you want you can begin to dig the grave and I’ll take care of moving her.” He wasn’t squeamish and a body torn in two, sadly, wasn’t the worse thing he’d seen in his life.

“Thank you for staying to help,” Ragnar said before he gestured for Surra to make his choice: whether he deigned to begin digging the grave or would assist Ragnar in helping to move her body off the sands, before the Viking took the initial step and initiated the long process of her burial.