Gliding on the breeze, the dragoness headed where she had not been in so long. The cemetery, carrying small bundles of ice flowers along with her, there were friends and family to see.

First, she stopped at Jean's grave, nudging aside a few stray weeds, he had been Des's first husband, and a friend, the first bundle of flowers set upon his grave.

The second bundle to her sister Rosie, she was truly missed.

Walking quietly among the dead, she came upon Clair Poe, he had been a true friend in the past, so too he received a flower bundle.

Yugo also received a bundle, she remembered when he'd always come and visit with her, whether she wanted him to or not, still he proved a beloved friend, and one truly missed.

Finally, last, but not least, she stopped in front of the bard, Shamil.

Last she had heard, the woman was with child, and had gone back to her homeland, this was far from home. Kneeling in front of the grave with the lute, she carefully placed the last bundle of pale, icy blue flowers, and bowed her head.

After her respects were paid, she slid toward the cemetery gate, and through, taking wing as she disappeared, back toward the forest from where she'd come.