Moonspear asphyxiated

She noted, and supported, Alya's suggestions with a slow nod. A trophy, then, and something for them to terrorize if they needed to. It was nothing more than flesh and bone now, so her indifference towards that, at least, remained quite undisturbed. "Left to scavengers, in some manner, since not worth any more effort than that," she supplied. No point in any grave, and times were not tough enough to warrant eating her--unless the girls had a hankering for trying wolf flesh, but the mother would pass. "Either right where she fell, elsewhere to rot, tossed out the territory entirely, or even cached away in case there ever is a need to warrant it. At best she is food for something now," she said, then glanced skyward to wonder how long until the birds came circling. "Depends what you care to do. Leaving her be is easiest," she reasoned at least, letting the girls move forward, should they want to. She'd see to it beyond there, if necessary.