<Softpaw> To those that approach the place that has been set aside, they'd see a good-sized candlelit glade; hundrands of white, waxy candles placed all about in trees on poles, on rocks, the ground, it would be a very pretty effect, if not for the hole in the ground and the small coffin resting next to the hole 
<Turlock> They'd also see an elven man. Normal looking skin. Black hair. Black suit. It's Turlock. He just changed his colors for the occasion. And he has a tie instead of a bowtie.
* Softpaw comes up the path from the inn with the boys cub and adar behind her, Jazz is already there, having been setting it all up
* Turlock would have been helping with what he can or would be allowed to help with. 
* Horns arrives at the place in his black tabard and black laced sandals... 
* Adar fitgets with his tie as he follows after Soft. Dressed in a button-up shirt a few sizes too small and a poorly tied tie. Still, he has on a nice jacket over the shirt. However, his matching pants have roughly sewn patches in the knees. 
* {Sage} follows after Horns, in a black dress.. A nice one, as opposed to her usual attire.. 
* Softpaw gently sets Aedan down on to the ground and goes to the little coffin, her fur on the walk up here having turned from white to black.. hair still blond.. clothing's been black for the past few days 
* Tegan` looks down, not able to look at the coffin 
* Softpaw turns quickly and heads over to where Jazz is at and buries her face into his chest 
* Aedan tries to look like he can handle it, but is failing miserably. His confident figure and calmness around him is broken by the obvious tears rolling down his cheeks 
* Horns looks at the coffin silently, sadly 
<Bronwyne_Darke> Sure enough.. besides the itchy tattoo.. she managed to take some of those potions and elixirs to alleviate the irriatation.. dressed in an attire of armour polished spick and span.. you would swear she is a true knight. Yet there is that hint of sadness in her eyes that dream will never be realised. She goes to take her place with the rest of those attending.. 
<Tegan`> The cub whimpers and darts after Soft, noting the distress about her, and tries nudging her muzzle into her side. 
<JohnMcC>  From a respectable distance, the white void opens, and John comes out, dressed in an all black suit, followed by two other men dressed the same... they slowly make their way to the site... 
* Aedan stops next to Tegan and looks down. 
* Adar keeps his head bowed, no emotion at all on his face. There is no warmth coming from him, his smile long gone 
<Bronwyne_Darke> However on her left upper arm is a black band of ribbon, tied there. Back home in the Western Gateway Isles.. it was a sign amongst the knighthood of respect for the dead and those mourning. 
* Softpaw bends down to pet the pups' head, then moves to put a hand on each of the boys shoulders 
* Turlock watches them all silently. 
* {Sage} does likewise, silently watching, hands clasped before her, a small frown on her face.. 
<Softpaw> "Is everyone here?" She glances around at those gathered then at Horns 
* Horns nods to Softpaw 
* Adar looks up long enugh to nod that he is there and then steps a bit closer, no longer lining back, hands clasped infront of him 
* JohnMcC turns to his two men. "I can handle this from here." They nod to him and exit through their own white voids. John comes closer to the group, but still keeping a respectable distance form them all... 
<Bronwyne_Darke> Her face is that of a grim neutral mask, marble cool in exterior. Yet inside, she does feel sympathy however is only acting in accord to a sombre occasion like this. Ornamental sword strapped to her jewel-encrusted sword belt. Navy blue cape is replaced by a black cape on this matter. Hand rests on the pommel of her sword... eyes solely on the casket... whispering softspoken prayers. 
* Softpaw licks slowly at her lips as she looks over at the small casket once agin, looking away just as quickly, the Cattassan struggling to be strong for the two boys whos shoudlers she holds, but her own grief so very strong 
* Horns steps forth to the side of the coffin, turning to the assembled people 
<Tegan`> The cub's ears are flattened in sadness, sitting sadly next to Soft and the boys. 
<Horns> "Honored guests... people... friends... we have come here to mourn over the passing of Jens. He was still young when he passed, his body exhausted to the point where he could no longer fight back the sickness that had befallen him." He pauses briefly
* Tegan` winces slightly at that, tensing, trying not to cry 
<Horns> "His life was cut short. And even though this short life of 10 years was filled with much grief from slavery and pain, his final months were filled with great joy, comforted in the arms of the family around Jazz and Softpaw. I think if he were among us now, he would say that those were the happiest days of his life." Again he pauses
* Turlock 's head is slightly downcast, ears hanging low. 
* Aedan turns, wrapping his arms around Soft, hiding his face in her fur. 
<Bronwyne_Darke> Already porcelain coloured face pales at the statement. Takes her back to the year the Isles had befallen a nasty plague... swallowing down the bile in the back of her throat, still horrid memories. However, stays stationary and listens attentively..exhaling a drawn out breath. 
* Softpaw 's grip on the boys shoulders tightens gently at Horns' words as she swallows fighting back tears of her own, her tail curled about her waist as she blinks several times, then tail unwraps and curls around Aedan when he burries his face against her 
* {Sage} ducks her head slightly, shifting her feet slightly.. 
<Horns> "Even on his death bed, he wanted to help finding his fellow kits when they were missing. Jens, you will be greatly missed by all those who knew you. Your smile will be missed as well as your generous mind, which was always willing to help others as much as it could." Another gentle pause
* Adar 's hand moves to Softs shoulder, lending her his suport in that unspoken gesture, save for that he does not move head hanging, he just lisons 
* Jazz comes up behind Soft and the boys and puts his arms around all three of them and bows his head as he listens, nodding to Adar when he moves to place a hand on Soft's shoulder 
<Horns> "We all hope you will have a better time in the afterlife, Jens... a life free of the pain of body that shook you to death here. But we also miss you... all of us that have assembled here." He looks to the assembled people. "We will now pray in silence for the personal things we want to tell to Jens." Then he looks down, hands folded, eyes closing halfways
* Tegan` lowers his head, a tear falling 
* Aedan just keeps his face buried but remains silent, his grip tightening. 
<Bronwyne_Darke> Exhaling slowly, she would perhaps never understand the grief the small tight knitted group share. Having had no children of her own, she doubts it would happen anyway the way life's path has install for her. Eyes soften as she watches Softpaw with her immediate family, inwardly thanking the Gods that this grief will not be carried on one's shoulders alone, you should never be alone. 
* Softpaw closes her eyes and takes several breaths, but they don;t help, the tears she'd been holding back start to fall freely down her face, shoulders shakign gently as she tries to keep her crying quiet 
<Horns> He opens his eyes again "And with those wishes, we will put the body of Jens to its final rest, faithful that his soul will live on in eternal peace and happiness." A golden glow slowly engulfs the small coffin as it is lifted up, then slowly lowered into the grave. "Farewell, Jens." he says gravely as the coffin reaches the grave's ground
* Tegan` breaks free from Soft's grip and runs off, as hard and fast as he can towards the trees. 
* Adar 's jaw clenches and unclenches a few times, but save for that no emotion can be read on his downcast face 
* JohnMcC lowers his head, and whispers ever so silently his own little words.."DaouChin, Dinakcha...may your next life be full of happiness." 
* Adar looks up, then to the crowd and then takes off after tegan 
* Softpaw gasps when Tegan runs off and starts to run after him, then stops, looks pleadenly at Adar while she stays with Aedan holding onto him tihgtly 
* Horns looks over to Softpaw and Jazz, nodding to them to give them sign that they can step forward, looking after Tegan briefly in sadness 
* {Sage} casts her eyes downwards, murmuring quietly 
<Bronwyne_Darke> Exhales.. and yes, with her left hand makes a sign of the cross.. before her head is lowered, eyes half closed. In reverent prayer. 
* Softpaw looks at Horns, then scooping Aedan up she aproaches the small casket. On a table next to it are several pure white roses... with gilded edges. She picks one up and places it onto the casket and closes her eyes, voice shaking as she speaks "Of my blood he was not..of my soul and heart he was, and will forever be my son, his smile and his laughter will be missed greatly for the rest of my life."
* Aedan can't move enough to do or say anything. He's trying too hard not to lose himself. 
* Horns remains standing next to the small casket's grave, waiting silently if anyone else wants to condole 
* Softpaw looks at Aedan and nuzzles him gently, licking at his face. Jazz comes up behidn them and places his own rose onto the casket and steps back, looking out over the rest to see if any other will come up and place a rose 
<Bronwyne_Darke> Slowly.. begins to tread. Armour barely making a sound. Her face sombre.. approaching the mourning pair.. she nods wordlessly offering condolences.. and would move to the basket of roses.. reaching to pick up one 
* Tegan` has long since gotten into the trees. He's easily followed and perhaps easily gained upon but he doesn't slow unless physically stopped... 
* Adar is supisenly fast for his size and would physically stop him, mainly by lifting him off the ground 
* JohnMcC reaches into his coat pocket and retrieves a silver version of his symbol, and makes his way to the roses very slowly... 
* Tegan` would more than likely get stopped that way 
* {Sage} seems to be waging a silent battle with herself for a moment, before she too moves forward, after John slowly.. 
* Softpaw stands next to the small casket, Aedan in her arms and Jazz staing behind her, cheecks glittering with her tears in the candle light as she watches all approach and place a rose upon the casket 
<Adar> "Please calm down." His voice somber but still holds the warmth and kindness that always come with his words "I know it is hard. And you don't have to stay if you don't want to... but you should not scar Soft and Jazz like that."
* Turlock is suddenly kneeling by the grave. He waves his hand over it and just looks at the small coffin. 
<Bronwyne_Darke> Taking a sole white rose.. studies it briefly in her hand ..and exhales.. crouching to place the rose upon the casket.. <q> "...He has bought for fourpence a purse of mother 'o pearl shaped like a heart.. and painted with bright blue stars.. cracked but a priceless treasure to one small lad.. what greater treasure can any of us call ours?" gives a small simple ghost of a smile.. then placing her rose on the casket.. moves off and awaits the rest of the ceremony 
* Tegan` tries hitting Adar to get let go. It would seem he was trying to get away from someone who meant to hurt him, but after a few futile hits, he just collapses into tears 
* JohnMcC follows after Bron...he picks up a rose, and places both the rose and the silver symbol on the casket...he gets back up and bows to Soft and Jazz, giving his silent remorse, and moves on to the back... 
<Bronwyne_Darke> Raising a brow, she gives a side glance to John a faint nod. Then goes to look upon the casket once again. "Why did the Gods not spare this young child's life."
* {Sage} does likewise shortly after John.. picking up a rose, kneeling to place it on the casket, before rising and looking to Soft and Jazz.. She frowns lightly, and inclines her head slightly, before backing off to reclaim the spot she stood in.. 
* Adar kneeles down hugging him. His large arms as gentle as lace and he lets him cry "We can go back to the inn and wait if you wish?" 
* Tegan` doesn't answer, having no preference... he just didn't want to be THERE when he broke 
* Softpaw nods to all of them when they bow or kneel or whatever to her for once not complaing, as she struggles to keep from falling to the ground, sobbing
* Aedan finally lets go of Soft, taking a deep, trembling breath 
* Softpaw makes a soft, strangled mewl when Aedan lets go of her and only Jazz's strong arms about her keep her from collapsing 
* Adar with his large hand on the boys sholder, he leads him back to the inn 
* Tegan` gets led back, trying to get control of himself. 
* Horns is waiting silently 
* Softpaw gives Horns a look, then looks at the small casket and bows her head 
* Horns nods silently in understanding as he starts to close the grave 
<Softpaw> As the grave is closed, one by one, on their own, the candles all start to go out - save the circle that is set about the already in place stone marker..those candles...will never go out..a tear slips from Softs cheek as each candle goes out and she tries to walk towards the inn, but fails as her legs give out and she finally no longer can keep in back and sobs 
* Aedan goes to catch her, the cub bounding up, whining, trying to comfort. 
<Bronwyne_Darke> Eyes Softpaw, her face pales.. and in several swift strides is there beside her, as she is sure Jazz is beside her also.. looking about.. extends her arms to perhaps help her up on her feet.. 
* {Sage} frowns softly.. straightening.. with a sigh, she lifts her eyes over to Soft, her frown deepening.. Her parting words, being "I'm sorry..." for why exactly, she knows. With that, Sage disappears.. no flames... just... is gone. 
* JohnMcC starts to walk away from the scene...funerals were never his thing...he would help with Soft, but it is not his place to do so...a white void opens infront of him, as he leaves... 
<Softpaw> Yes she's helped up by Jjazz and Bron appaerntly, Jazz leans her over onto Bron as he runs ahead to go get things in the manor fixed, so he can better take care of her 
* Turlock stands by the grave looking to it. He wipes a few tears from his eye then looks up and cracks his neck, his colors shifting to their normal shades. 
<Bronwyne_Darke> Nods.. and allows Softpaw to lean against her. Exhaling, she squeezes the cattassan woman's shoulder assuringly. Moving over towards the inn, otherwise offers no words of remorse, she has learnt you could never say anything to a person that could be taken into consideration.. and words are not needed.. 
* Softpaw is led to the inn, crying all the while, barely able to walk, the blackfurred feline holding onto Bron for support, not realy even realzing who has a hold of her 
* Horns finishes closing the grave, then looks around silently, remaining at the grave for a little longer, alone 
* Aedan follows closely. 
<Bronwyne_Darke> Smoothing back the cattassan woman's damp hair from her face. Cant help but feel the deep sorrow that wells up inside her.. she never was good at saying her goodbyes. Sure enough would lead the mourning mother back to the inn. 
<Softpaw> Between the candles around the makrer, small white star shaped flowers bloom on the carved stone, of intricate roses nad knotwork, are Jens name, his guessed at birthdate and depature date, under his name, which reads Jens Felis-Reddington, are the words "Beloved Son"
* Horns smiles slightly when he sees the work on Jens' grave, closing his eyes again for a silent prayer