Finally it was over..
I thought when my brothers came they would tell me my father was gone.. but it was not him.. It was the elder that had lost his mate.. I was upset cause I had not been there.. but I suspose I can not be everywhere.. My brothers said they had all gone over to help him with some rocks.. and he just quietly gave out... I suspose his heart just stopped beating... They are going to set up the pyre and gather his family.. I will miss the old man.. He had many good stories still left inside him.. now he can tell those that passed before him..
I was glad my brothers were with him.. No one should die alone.. someone should be there to hold your hand.. to say its ok... to shed a tear... I will have to find his sons and see if there is anything I can do to help...
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