As Gateau was called away by Dioramos, Asusu guessed he wouldn't be back anytime soon and focused on the burial. She proceeded to the trees outside of the clan, Mottle and Steel, the Hive's pair of Banescales and the duo with the most experience with burials, snapped to attention. Asusu didn't notice Rupture following, not paying enough attention.
He liked books in life. You should bury him close to trees. Steel advised. Asusu took the advice and slowed down next to a cluster of trees. Not too far from the clan in case someone wanted to investigate.
Alright. Put him down, remove the object of murder, and close his eyes. Mottle instructed. Asusu glanced at her large claws, wondering how she would close Andiron's eyes without scratching them.
Use the back of them, genius! Steel snapped, but Asusu could tell she wasn't actually angry. Grinning to herself as she heard Steel sigh loudly in the background, Asusu got to work carefully retrieving the stalagmite and holding it in one claw. With the back of the other claw, she cautiously nudged each of Andiron's eyes shut. Chatter in the Hivemind died down as a sense of formality and solemness suspended in the wavelength between the dragons of the Hive.
Asusu felt a little guilt for her lack of grief-but then again, it was hard to grieve for someone she barely knew-as she murmured a few words of grief in the ancient Banescale tongue, the words of mourning Steel and Mottle told her. She couldn't begin to decipher how she managed to pronounce them, or how correct her pronunciation was. However, Steel and Mottle were satisfied.
After that, Asusu set aside the stalagmite and dug. Her instincts as a Ridgeback showed as a large hole appeared, large enough to fit Andiron's body down lengthwise but not enough to shove him in whole. Asusu then began expanding the underground room, making sure to not disturb the soil above ground-she didn't want to damage the trees-until the hole was big enough. Returning above ground, Asusu then cautiously placed Andiron within, the hole letting him enter just right. It was hard to bury large dragons.
Place the stalagmite in after him. For ease of investigation, and because legend has it that the murder weapon tether him to the mortal world. Only by placing it in after him will he be free. Steel added. Asusu pushed aside her confusion on that legend and placed the stalagmite within. She then carefully sealed the entrance, using a quick spray of her building tar-the same liquid that makes her arrows-to fashion a tombstone above the soil where the opening had been. The tombstone was nameless, and Steel and Mottle agreed it was for the best. After all, they reasoned, Andiron was trying to move on. A named tombstone could tether him. So Asusu left it blank.
He liked books in life. You should bury him close to trees. Steel advised. Asusu took the advice and slowed down next to a cluster of trees. Not too far from the clan in case someone wanted to investigate.
Alright. Put him down, remove the object of murder, and close his eyes. Mottle instructed. Asusu glanced at her large claws, wondering how she would close Andiron's eyes without scratching them.
Use the back of them, genius! Steel snapped, but Asusu could tell she wasn't actually angry. Grinning to herself as she heard Steel sigh loudly in the background, Asusu got to work carefully retrieving the stalagmite and holding it in one claw. With the back of the other claw, she cautiously nudged each of Andiron's eyes shut. Chatter in the Hivemind died down as a sense of formality and solemness suspended in the wavelength between the dragons of the Hive.
Asusu felt a little guilt for her lack of grief-but then again, it was hard to grieve for someone she barely knew-as she murmured a few words of grief in the ancient Banescale tongue, the words of mourning Steel and Mottle told her. She couldn't begin to decipher how she managed to pronounce them, or how correct her pronunciation was. However, Steel and Mottle were satisfied.
After that, Asusu set aside the stalagmite and dug. Her instincts as a Ridgeback showed as a large hole appeared, large enough to fit Andiron's body down lengthwise but not enough to shove him in whole. Asusu then began expanding the underground room, making sure to not disturb the soil above ground-she didn't want to damage the trees-until the hole was big enough. Returning above ground, Asusu then cautiously placed Andiron within, the hole letting him enter just right. It was hard to bury large dragons.
Place the stalagmite in after him. For ease of investigation, and because legend has it that the murder weapon tether him to the mortal world. Only by placing it in after him will he be free. Steel added. Asusu pushed aside her confusion on that legend and placed the stalagmite within. She then carefully sealed the entrance, using a quick spray of her building tar-the same liquid that makes her arrows-to fashion a tombstone above the soil where the opening had been. The tombstone was nameless, and Steel and Mottle agreed it was for the best. After all, they reasoned, Andiron was trying to move on. A named tombstone could tether him. So Asusu left it blank.