all good things to those who wait

Sitri heard the howl across the lands and did not move for a brief moment bowing his large head in grief. They lost two of their family, two leaders and now the world was a bit lesser than it had been. He was not one to suffer grief for long, so he stood and strode towards the sound, intent to put them to rest as best he could. He arrived as Lecter stiffened and died and he spoke once Good bye Queen Jinx and King Lecter. Then softly he lifted muzzle to the sky and sent out a haunting song of darkness, and death and sadness and pain, then as his song grew quiet and his throat hoarse, he bent his head and his back to the task at hand, Lecter had done the hard work, had dug the hole so Sitri would cover it for him, he could do that for the white witch and his burdened queen, and so he did quietly and with purpose, it would take him long enough that most could come to mourn if they wished.