Mudminnow River close the door when you leave

i don't know her. moriah looked between the two women, examining each one as they approached. the second was silent, her energy acting as both a comfort and source of alarm. she stood tall beside the body, holding her ground should either decide to approach for a better look. 

were the weather permitting, she might have considered burying the body. this woman did not belong to her, though; it wasn't her place to do such a thing, but who else would have? these were thoughts to be had in solitude, not when in the presence of strangers.

the harbinger turned back to the two women, eyes flickering between them. do you know her?