I am not sure when, or if, Tithe will come. I invited him to assist if he wants. I was not sure how...Magnus would react or if he would even help. I was not able to find him to tell him yet. That damn boy would run off to try and find a cure for the girl, or get more pelts or SOMETHING. I figure I would find him soon enough. Sometimes running off to try and find someone only leads to a longer hunt...when you know where they will eventually come back to. That is why I am not too surprised as my grey paws lope around the corner to see the demon figure ahead.

He is in the mouth of the den, and his body was moving in odd ways. I slow my pace to a crawl almost, my blue eyes looking forward in the cool world. I feel a sort of tension in the air and got an uncomfortable feeling in my chest. My darker fur was standing on end. My lithe form slides a bit closer and my eyes do dare to look into the den.

It is Magnus alright, and I could tell the severing of the bond was getting to him already. I only know what I have heard from stories. I have not seen the effects in person. Magnus could...react in so many different ways, and the hotness of the air gave me a feeling that this was not going to be calm grieving. Fjall could not be left in there to rot though. She must be buried and the earth must take her. I don't want anything to happen to her body if left out in the open...bears and foxes would not hesitate to gnaw on her bones. I was not about to have that.

"Magnus..." I say, a bit softer than my usual tone. I give a small moment before speaking again. "Magnus we have to get her out of there, we have to find a good place to...bury her," I say rather calm, my eyes set upon his form as best I could. My blue eyes are softer than usual perhaps as I sense his pain. I know he hated her to some extent and yet...didn't. It was most odd, but I have never gone through this imprint thing. I can only speculate...and apparently the males feel it all much more than the female. All I can do now is attempt to get what needs to be done...done. I can smell Fjall now, and I know her sickness would only spread if we left her like this where others could access her so easily. It...sucks but we have to do what we have to do.