Blackwater Islands sister, even though she is your enemy

From Kalika’s answer, Indie was doubtful that the youth knew the potential depth of one’s mind and soul. It was only the fools that answered ‘nai’ to such a question. It was impossible to know oneself completely, and that was the beauty of the wolf spirit — they were everchanging, faceted individuals interminably moulding to their experiences and environment. To understand that was to open oneself to their full potential. It takes an admission of knowing nothing to understand everything. It was this sort of assumptive nature that fettered Kalika and kept her from truly blossoming. Yes, Kalika was doing quite well underneath Akantha, surpassing Indie in rank and the Matriarch’s favor  — but prestige did not always equate to power. 

“I see.” Indie muttered astutely, looking at Kalika down her long, velveteen muzzle.  “Allow me to test you…” For a moment, the hoyden rooted around in her mind for a way to appropriately gauge Kalika’s insight — but one was not hard to unearth “Share with me—" she asked the question simply, as if she were a close friend and not a tutor; but her choice in tone held a strong intention. "What lights your fire? What are your passions?” It was a revealing question: if one was ignorant in their own intrinsic interests, it was would be clear through their demeanor and word choice.