Sun Mote Copse Broken

Dating this for the 15th. With Honey running, that drops the numbers down to <4 adults, and the Malkaria will have to disband. @Ragna @Bastian @Anatha @Elohim

 

Gone, gone, gone. Asherah had opened her eyes to find the communal den she had painstakingly carved out empty. At first she was not concerned, assuming Honey had gone out for a moment. She had risen to go collect Giana's young to nurse them and it was then that she discovered they were all gone. Her heart had flared into panic and she had raced from the den into the snow. It had been positively savage outside lately, and she couldn't imagine why Honey would take any of the children into the weather. It was reckless, foolish and while Carnation was her own daughter, the other two were not. She had no right to risk their lives. 

She raced along the trail, confused, noting that one of the pups had toddled beside the woman, while she seemed to juggle carrying the others somehow. It was only when she reached the edge of the territory, and the steps went blindly on that she felt the first archs of anger surge through her. She understood now, and cursed Honey. Asherah should have known better than to trust her with Giana's children after she had left with no reason before. Eshamun had allowed her back in, and Asherah realized that this had damned them further. 

She released a rage filled howl into the loner lands, screaming at Honey and Eshamun both. How selfish, and cowardly for the woman to run and leave the pack with low numbers, to damn them in the Winter. How selfish of Eshamun to leave them for her sinful and even more selfish love of Ar-Khalba. The brute had abandoned his own children, and Asherah's vision flamed with red. She spun on her heel and marched back to her den. She lifted her head to call for the pack that Eshamun had formed and cast away, knowing it was for the last time.

She wasn't sure what they would do, or how they would manage, but she wanted those she had called packmates to know that if Honey returned she was to be dragged before the shrine to Molech and sacrificed. Asherah would deliver the killing blow, and the woman would rot before the shrine for her sins.

She curled her tail around her feet, knowing her children slumbered in the den behind her. Could they survive alone, or would she need to seek refuge? She needed to speak with Bastian and Ragna first.