Duskfire Glacier may you be in heaven a full half hour before the devil knows you're dead

Tuulu battled with himself over whether or not to come. He hadn't known the alpha or his mate at all and for some reason, it almost felt disrespectful to attend a funeral for them. 

But in the end, he decided it would be more disrespectful to not show up. 

When he arrived, there was already a small group forming. The Tatkret was glad to see Calida up and around, at least. 

Tuulu hung towards the back, his eyes glued to Lane as she spoke. She was so poised, and her words were so comforting, even though he knew how much she grieved. He might have gone and sat next to her, comforted her, but right now it seemed inappropriate. 

So he paid his respects by remaining silent, offering his presence to anyone who needed it.