Sun Mote Copse ravenflight

for @Ar-Khalba <3

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following the sacrifice of bachir, eshamun found that fresh grief had welled within her. she had wept that night and every night thereafter in her den, knowing that within a handful of days, she must take giana's child. honey had disappeared from the packlands, carrying young within her; she was to be barred from the borders without a good explanation, or killed, her entire litter given back to the god. eshamun would decree it to be so soon.
for now, the canaanite made her way beneath the cover of early dawn darkness to the new grove. it was here where ar-khalba would rule — the woman wended her way gently between the trees, finding serenity in the cold silence of the beautiful glade.[/tr][/td][/table]