Blackwater Islands got a river for a soul

Kalika could sense the tension held in Akantha's posture, forcing her own brow into a furrow in response. She nodded along to the Matriarch's words as she tried to comprehend the shared load. As a training diplomat, Kalika had plenty of experience in slight pulls of the truth though never had she gone so far as to convince another that she was who she was not. Once Akantha finished speaking, the young femme turned her head away for a moment of thought as she tried to piece together a response.

You have no reason to worry, Kalika began, You can trust me. If she has no recollection of her past life, then it shouldn't be hard to create one for her. It would have been more of a discourtesy to let her roam without a cause than to bring her into our ranks where she will be treated as every daughter deserves. She gave Akantha a comforting look and placed her paw gently on top of her tail, being careful not to apply much of her weight on the fragile limb. You can trust me. I would never betray you.

She retreated back into herself after taking a deep breath and trying to move less from the emotional side of the ordeal and more into the logical aspect. How much does she know of our ways? I can give her an orientation of sorts, if you would like. What rank will she be given to start in?