Sun Mote Copse surrendra's breath

To clarify, does this take place before or after the ceremony?

Though many mothers longed to be outside their den, Asherah found the walls did not press on her. She was most content when within it, though her children were still young. She wondered if time would change her preference, but could not imagine it being so. She still found herself so enthralled by the idea that she was a mother, by the fact that she awoke to children- her children- at her side every morning.

She was dozing lightly when Eshamun's chuff roused her, and she smiled despite the fact that the woman could not see it from outside the den. "Come in, please." She called, pleased to share her children and her den with her sister. She had told the woman once these children were her's as well, and she meant it. Eshamun could mother them too. The more love they had, the better. Though she might not have allowed another female such liberties, Eshamun was special to her and she was filled only with love at the idea of the woman doting on her children.