The Bracken Woods ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Cenric did not move away from her embrace, though he wished to. He wasn’t the most affectionate wolf of the bunch. Touching made him want to gag, even in a precious moment like this. Despite his disgust he stayed in place, thinking it was the least he could do for her right now. He didn’t stay in place for long.

He pulled away to look scan their surroundings. It can’t just be us. Cenric still had a bit of hope left. Very strange of him.