Blackwater Islands got a river for a soul

Kalika heard her Matriarch approach, so she wasn't surprised when she spotted her in the distance. She climbed down from the flat topped stone she had been resting on and made her way toward Akantha at a trot, slowing as she drew closer. A sweet smile curled over her muzzle and a glint came about her eye, showing the affection she felt to the older, darker woman. Akantha, she cooed, How are you? Often times, relationships between subordinates and their superiors went unintentionally neglected, though it seemed that the kinship Kalika held with Akantha was undying. She sat back on her haunches with her tail curled around her in a meek fashion, her ears flattening only slightly back.