"I suspect actually /burying/ them to be quite out of the question." Lorraine says, looking at the snow-covered ground. "We will probably have better luck with a pyre - or a cairn." She looks around again, for the ravens, for stones... for answers. Where could such creatures have come from? How did they end up here - /why/ did they end up here...? Lorraine shakes her head, and starts pacing around the clearing to see which option is more viable.