Cedar Sweep From Whence You Came

Asherah walked with her sister, falling into step beside but slightly behind Eshamun as a token of respect for her rank. The air was calm, serene and the land was beautiful. As they walked, Eshamun would point out different things and Asherah began to join her. She gestured to nesting birds, shared her sister's love for the flowers that bloomed so beautifully. It was a walk of family, of peace. Finally, Asherah felt that she was at peace again, inside and out.

Her ears flicked toward Eshamun as the female spoke her name. Her eyes turned, listening, attentive. She smiled softly at her friend, sister, leader. So many things in one was Eshamun to she. The question made her smile and she considered it, tilting her head lightly. "I would do whatever was needed of me most, sister. Wherever you felt I needed to be, or most fit, I would be happy." She smiled again, content with her answer, but decided to ask after the roles. "Tell me of the roles, though, Eshamun. I still know only what I have been told thus far."

Living in Molech's embrace was learning new things everyday.