Sun Mote Copse Splintered

Her children were hesitant, and rightfully so, but they were also obedient and they came after she offered their meal. She reflected sadly, again, that she had pictured their life much different from how it now was. They were already eating meat, only nursing on the days it had been too cold for her to find food. The frozen animal carcasses had offered a wonderful blessing, and she had a few that she had noted and remembered, visiting frequently. She would hunt only occasionally, typically for some kind of offered to Molech. She already had plans for the skull of one of the deer that they'd been feasting on.

As Anatha reached her, Asherah bent and gave the small one's head a gentle lick. Elohim burrowed into her not long after and leaned towards his sister. She bent her nose to kiss both their heads as they began to eat. Elohim paused to give his thanks and Asherah smiled. "It is Molech who provides this meat for you, Elohim. A gift from God especially for you and Anatha. Molech loves you both dearly, as mother loves Molech. One day, perhaps, you will come to love our God too." They likely wouldn't understand the concept of Molech completely yet, but she hoped they too would find peace in belief in The Many Armed God.