Ankyra Sound the mother of pearl world is just a notion

A howl from Akantha drew Indie to the place where she could look upon the peaks of the Blackwater Isles. There was a sense of pride that bloomed within her chest at being called alongside the rest of the Nereides. Indie had never been apart of something as proper as this group; a pack of such rigid structure and hierarchy. The Merry-Andrews of her past life had been such a ragtag group who maintained no sense of rhyme and reason -- meetings were offhand and off the cuff and never formally announced; secrets abounded and the only people who knew of meetings were the ones directly involved. So yeah, this was new to Indie but the change was not entirely unwelcome.

The dark female padded towards the group that had gathered and swept her hindquarters against the ground, ears thrown up and forwards in an alert and animated manner. “Hello, family” she cooed, throwing a linger looks towards Akantha and very purposefully not at the two consorts who had gathered.