Totoka River you speak in sonatas going to smithereens

The woman casts Asherah a glance at the mention of an adventure, her face turning stern. For a moment Asherah merely blinks at her, a swirl of emotions turning within her. She feels judged, but that may be her own emotions coloring the situation. If only this woman knew what she had been through. She was not here because she wished to be, she wasn't a fool. Her children were too young to survive without a pack. She was not enough to keep them alive herself. Even with Molech on their side, it was near impossible. Perhaps if there had only been one child, but she was unwilling to pick. She had made her sacrifices, she had lost her promised child.

Her face goes tight and she glances away from the woman, gathering herself. She doesn't want to get the other angry, and she knows the other doesn't know the full story. For all the other woman knows she is a fool running from her home. A Honey. The idea brings her back, allows her to keep her emotions in check. She is so very tired, so in need of a rest. She judged Honey harshly too. If this woman judged her, it was only the sign of an intelligent woman without the full story.

She responds kindly to Elohim, and Asherah, despite her tiredness, cannot help the smile that covers her face as the boy addresses the other. He is smart, and outgoing. Adorable. She realizes that she has missed out but not getting to see them interact with other wolves more. That is nothing she could help though. Nothing she could change. She is changing it now, by finding a new home. By going on an adventure. Asherah notes the mention of a pack, and her interest is peaked. 

"What is your home called, Thur-Thuringwethil?" She stumbles over the name, but manages it well enough. She wants so badly to speak with this woman adult to adult, but cannot dismiss her children. She fears speaking of home before them, of reminding them. Would they even miss it though? She doesn't know. Life hasn't been the easiest to them. "We left our home," She begins, hesitantly glancing to Elohim, for Anatha still hides behind her. "Sun Mote Copse. Very south and slightly west of here. To go on this adventure." Her eyes are so very sad as she speaks, nearly pleading that the children don't create a fuss, but her voice lifts happily and excitedly at the mention of adventure again and she casts a grin at her son. Acting the part.

"We were alone there. The pack splintered, broke." They left us to die. "It was time for a change." She couldn't help the anger that appeared in her thoughts. Of course by they she meant Eshamun and Honey, Ar-Khalba too but she didn't count on males for much, it wasn't the same. She ended suddenly, unwilling to share more where little ears could hear, where her emotions could betray her.