| Tae watched as her twin made their Father's head move. A smile tried to push its way onto her lips but failed miserably, offering only a muffled sob in its wake. The mandible-marked filly swallowed hard, pressing her wings tightly against herself as if to comfort the feeling of abandonment she felt inside.
As Nizho landed near her, a breath of light seemed to fall across the girl's grieving heart. She turned to look at him, long lashed moiste with tears. She blinked once in acknowledgement and nodded her marked head ever so slightly. Even that act felt devastating, for hadn't she just acknowledged to another that her Father had died? That he was gone?
Tae might have remained where she was a while longer, had it not been for Aithniel. The daughter of the Sun God held a place of reverence in Tae's mind, for, like her Father, she had pledged her allegiance to the Sun and all that he stood for and all that he had created. That she was planning on burning her Father's body didn't worry the ghostly girl - if anything, it would make harvesting his bones that much easier: a sentiment she was sure her larger twin shared.
But to have nothing to remember him by? Even after those vultures below plucked him like a stuffed chicken?
Hells no.
Without a word, Tae and her black companions raced down the dune towards her Father's body. Her form disappeared almost entirely, and she looked like nothing more than a whisp of smoke that had taken the shape of a pegasus.
"Not yet-" She breathed as she moved by Aithniel. Tae had planned on just grabbing what she wanted - what she needed - but as she neared her Father's body, now looking pathetically mortal rather than the fiery god she had always thought of him as, she balked. Her step hitched and she came to a grinding halt before him, tears staining her ghostly cheeks. "Ave-" She whispered, blinking the salty smears from her pale gaze. With a repressed sob that got caught deep in her Throat, Tae reached out with her magic. She plucked feathers from her Father's impressive wings, pulled the bone from his nose, the antlers from his skull, the shoes from his hooves, and the dagger at his side. After a moment's consideration, she lifted the body of Mara and Vorsa as well, trying to magically juggle the assortment of trinkets she was now trying to control.
Without a glance towards any present, Tae turned, retreating back to her sister. Her wolf and hellhound eye the crowd, ready to attack should any try and stop her.
Tae grabs Mara and Vorsa's body, and some of Gaucho's things using her magic then goes back to stand with Nizho and Grusha.
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[O] Ashes, ashes, we all fall down. [death]
