Raven was gone.
That was the only thing that Anya knew for certain. Her beloved girl was gone, her body burning in the house before her. The house they shared together, that now burned to the ground. She could smell her beautiful flesh burning from where she stood, her heightened senses working against her now. Someone was screaming, and it took her a moment to realize it was her own screams she was hearing. Strong arms were wrapped around her, holding her back from running into the house. She knew her mate was dead, but that didn't stop her from wanting to run in anyway.
"Anya, Anya, stop! Anya, listen, I'm sorry but she's gone. You can't save her. ANYA! STOP!"
That was Lexa. That was Lexa talking to her, telling her to… stop? Why was she not letting her help her Raven?
"Let me go, I need to get to her! Let go of me!" Anya snarled as she struggled.
A cool hand cupped her face, making her look in to sad blue eyes. "Anya, she's gone. If you run in there now you will die, and there will be no hope for bringing her back. I need you to calm down and stop fighting Lexa. Please, Anya."
A soft warmth flowed over her as Clarke used her power to try and calm her. Gulping loudly, she whimpered as she went limp in Lexa's hold. Tears flowed down her face as her grief overwhelmed her, her eyes unable to look away as her home caved in upon itself. She wasn't sure how long they stayed there, but soon the sun broke out and the flames began to recede. Once they were almost fully out she stood and moved towards the remains. Clarke and Lexa followed close behind, watching as she walked through her home, the one she built for Raven and herself.
It only took a few minutes to get to their bedroom, and she couldn't hold back the anguished cry upon seeing the charred form of her mate. Falling to her knees, she cradled the body close as she wept for her lover. For the family they had planned to begin but would now not have the chance. Sniffling, she rose and walked away, Raven's body held tight. Their place in the woods would be the perfect burial site. It didn't take her long to get there, and she gently lowered the body to the ground before beginning to dig. It was only when she saw Lexa aiding her that she realized the two had followed her.
"Raven was just as much a part of us as she was you. She was Clarke's packmate since they were cubs, her sister in all but blood, and a dear friend and advisor to me. We will honor her, and when she returns to us we will keep her safe until it is time for her to remember and join us again."
"How will we know when she is back? If she is coming back? How, Lexa?" Anya mumbled angrily.
"She will come back, Anya. Have you not heard the forest? It's angry that one of its own was taken before their time. These hunters have gone against us for too long. We protect these woods, and now they will help protect and avenge us. She will be with us again one day, I can promise you this."
Anya said nothing, just dug until it was deep enough. Taking a deep breath, she steeled herself before moving Raven to the grave. Lowering her lover into the dirt, she mumbled a short prayer.
'' From the ground you came, and now to the ground you return. May the gods keep you close until you return to me. May your spirit find safe passage through the heavens. I will find you again, and I will not fail you a second time, my precious girl. Until we meet again.''
Lexa came up as she left the grave, covering Raven with the help of Clarke. Both gave their own prayers as they filled the hole, tears falling as they mourned their friend. Anya dropped the last handful on top before moving away, not waiting but knowing the others were following her. The rest of the pack would come to Lexa's call, and they would plan what came next. For now, all she could was find the hunters and seek revenge, then she would wait. She would wait for as long as it took.