Sun Mote Copse gunship politico

She waste no time in cleaning herself, licking the spoils of their victory from her red fur. As she finished, movement caught her eye and she glanced up. Arunik'ra was standing, moving to stand behind Eshamun. Asherah smiled, knowing what would come next. She too rose, though she was tired and full, and headed to stand behind who she would now call her leader. She smiled at Eshamun as she went, offering the female a soft touch on her side.

She stood with them, place behind both of them as was rank. Arunik'ra's howl started gentle and slow, but soon rose, flaming into the sky. It was like Molech's light, Asherah thought, a gentle tug and then all consuming, a warmth that would spread through the skies and touch all who listened. After listening to the song for a moment she tilt her own head back and joined both Arunik'ra and Ragna. 

Her own voice was high and light, but it blend within the other's well. They howled as one, their song combining the pitches and tones to make a beautiful harmony. It told of their victory, of their claim and Molech's love. Asherah's heart felt full to bursting in her chest, so warm was she among her family. So happy was their song.