It was the saddest funeral ceremony in Rwirwe pack. Not only was Gerald a renowned warrior, but he was the kindest soul known. Everyone bawled their eyes out, and even Rhey couldn't stop the tears as she recited the last rites. The triplets and their cousins screamed, no one could calm them. If tears could miraculously bring someone back, Gerald would be walking among the living.
Even after everything turned to ashes, none of the family members attempted to leave. They all kept staring at where Gerald's lifeless body once lay, as if it hadn't penetrated their minds that he was no more. The pups were huddled together, grieving their loving grandfather, whispering among themselves about the possibility of him existing somewhere else. Each had created a different image of how the place look
