Sun Mote Copse ghenna

Honey smiled politely at Asherah's innocent inquiry. Well, maybe. With my first pregnancy, I didn't know until a couple of weeks in. It pained her to speak of her families now past, and it was on rare occasions that she actually did so, but these women mde her feel safe. Then, she turned to Giana who held no hesitation in her feasting. It made Honey giggle, though she kept her demeanor subtle and submissive.
That is, until the male approached their circle. Her hackles raised ever so slightly as she moved closer to Eshamun, keeping a fair distance between them. It wasn't anything that he'd done himself, but she'd had trouble trusting most males she came across. She'd been hurt too many times to hold open arms.