Blackwater Islands got a river for a soul

Akantha was glad that Kalika took a moment to absorb and recant the information before coming to any conclusions. It was that trait, among others, that the Matriarch valued in the younger woman and why she sought her out for such sensitive matters in the first place. The support and alternate view she offered was invaluable and she felt secure in her decision to, eventually, elevate her to High Priestess. But she would have to bide her time and see if all the other facets of Kalika's life among them would allow her to do so.

Until then, the matter of Galateia held most of her attention and the explaination the pale woman offered was exactly what soothed Akantha's unease about it. But the touch caught her by surprise, and she had little time to react before Kalika's earnest promise. Her eyes fought to find the swirling depths of her friend's own sapphire and she took a moment for herself to contemplate just how deep the trust ran, before nodding and looking away.

Akantha cleared her throat to answer, "Initiate. She knows nothing, but accepts and reveres the Mothers without question." She inhaled a deep breath and sighed it out through her nose. "Just get to know her, accept her as family, help her. Do what you usually do." Akantha added with a toothy smirk.