Sun Mote Copse You'll float too.

Relief washed over him when Towhee denied that it was Alyx. -Thank fuck. I don't... I couldn't...- His stomach still felt like it had been through a blender, but he was more willing to believe this was Wildfire than Alyx right now. He had to believe it, or his whole emotional state would immediately go out the window. He looked back to the corpse—Wildfire's corpse—and chewed the inside of his cheek a bit.

-We should make sure Eljay and Weejay don't see her.- Phox couldn't imagine how either of them would react, but he also couldn't imagine it being very good. The ground was still sopping wet from all the rain, but they might have to dig through it anyway if they wanted to put her back to rest. Maybe it would take his mind off Alyx for a little while, too. It wasn't as though his pacing the borders had actually done any good.

Phox took another long look at the corpse before he began to dig a new grave, thankful for the distraction.