Sun Mote Copse ghenna

Her mouth filled with the fatty, salty flavor of the pig and she felt her body nearly quiver with delight. Pork, it seemed, agreed with her. Asherah listened to Honey speak, eating the food ravenously for she'd not been able to keep much down of late. "May Molech shine light upon you, and lend a blessing to your womb as well." The acolyte said, dipping her head once in silent prayer.

Asherah noted Ar-Khalba's arrival, wondering why he'd been so late to the gathering. No doubt Arunik'ra, or even Eshamun had every right to be displeased. She also didn't miss Honey's reaction to Ar-Khalba and her gaze shifted curiously from the female to the male. "He won't harm you, Honey." Asherah said confidently. "Ar-Khalba serves us sisters, even if that means he is to stay away from you." She did, however, slide her gaze to Eshamun as if to question the female's fear. Her head then dipped back down to the pig, to tear free another piece of wonderous meat.