Sun Mote Copse God Gave Heed to Her and Opened Her Womb

Asherah dipped her head at the compliments. The comment of being next in line to be res drunak gave her a small shock, though she shouldn't have been surprised. Acolytes occupied the role so that they could ascend if needed. The idea of standing in Arunik'ra's place, however, made her feel unprepared. Eshamun wasn't asking that of her now, though, she reassured herself. In time, she would grow more comfortable. She would learn more of the ways.

She nodded at Eshamun's words, her wisedom. She nodded, unsure exactly how she would feel at this time. It was hard to predict. It brought her some sadness, but all the same it also brought her joy. A child without pain and suffering. She knew all too well the pain this world could hold, the way it could rip you into pieces. They turned from the sad talk though, and Asherah was happy to move forward onto different subjects.

She smiled at Eshamun, chuckling softly. "You're asking hard questions today, sister." Her voice fell quiet as she thought. "I would like to grow our numbers, to spread the Light of Molech. Help our pack to establish so that it may live to see many generations beyond us. So that, perhaps, all of these lands near here will know Molech's name." She paused for a moment, smiling and laughing again. "A large ambition, I know. If I shoot for something so large, and only accomplish a fraction of it I will be pleased. Molech has plans for me, and I trust in the Light."