Blackwater Islands turn around and take my hand

Kalika had been relaxing by the shore when Salish's call rang out. It held a pang of urgency, though she could tell that there was no emergency. Slightly confused, she began to trot toward the young woman with a sense of curiousity on her mind. As she approached, Kalika could see the beautiful bouquet between Salish's paws bringing about a gasp of awe. This is lovely, she cooed, finding herself much less hostile since conversing with the Mothers. It isn't for me, is it? Kalika asked in a playful tone, tilting her head slightly and giving a coy wink as per her typical fashion.