Broken Antler Fen Dead girl!

Ibis heard the exasperated demand of the stranger and she too began to bristle, striding up alongside Teya to offer her support. The pain upon the girl's face did not mirror to her own; hurt as she did over the loss, Wraen was one of many, and Ibis had learned to see through the sorrow. In that moment she could be strong.

She isn't with us any longer, Ibis cut in sharply, staring at the dark woman directly. The agitation in her voice was measured, while behind her thrashed her tail in a effort to burn through the tension she felt inside her body.

Wraen -- my aunt, she passed away. We have been in mourning. Ibis did not feel inclined to demand some respect for the fact they were hurting collectively, although her tone belied that sentiment. It would be too bad Towhee wasn't able to notice it.

A brief moment spared for Teya - as Ibis thoughtfully presses her nose upon the girl's shoulder, to show support and usher her away a step, if allowed. That way at least Ibis could confront the stranger while she regained composure.