Blackwater Islands sister, even though she is your enemy

Indie moved before Kalika as she delivered her lesson, albeit a bit unconventionally. Deserts? What the hell did Indie know about deserts to even ask this? They were both wolves of the wood as far as she could tell, so where did one get off thinking they knew more on the topoic than the other. Biting at the inside of her lip, she thought about what she might say, as it was quite difficult to properly articulate when under the watch of such a powerful femme.

It's dry, Kalika began, and, well, and there's...there's not a lot of animals. She took a deep breath with a sharp inhale. She was messing up and it was too painfully obvious for her to simply move past. Indie was probably having the time of her life.