Sun Mote Copse You'll float too.

They worked in silence, making quick work of digging a fresh grave. As soon as she gauged it large enough, she motioned for Phox to cease and desist, then carefully plucked up the remains. Handling them as gingerly as before, she placed them in the divot they'd made. She stepped back, eyeing the grisly scene. It was so hard to believe that this had once been their quiet, sweet older sister.

-"Let's cover her,"- she said, turning her back on the hole to more efficiently kick dirt over what was left of Wildfire. As she raked her forepaws through the soil, flinging it over top of the corpse, she stared off into the waterlogged copse, orange eyes slowly glazing.