Ankyra Sound A lost little trinket

Kalika has permission to PP Akantha from here since I won't be back in town until Sunday night. Akantha isn't gonna be doing much except hovering and watching. :)

Akantha's expression shifted when Kalika whispered to her in their mother tongue, and the faintest flicker of surprise echoed across the planes of her face. She hadn't seen any indication that her ambassador-to-be wanted to be a mother. Perhaps this was how she wanted to show her dedication—it was a sacrifice that Akantha was far too selfish to make even though she proudly bore the title of Matriarch. 

Her ears peaked as she considered Kalika's proposal, only to shift back into a more casual slant as she consented with a nod, chosing to remain silent on any opinions or concerns she had. Either her sister would be successful, or she wouldn't. The situation wasn't dissimilar to the one she was currently in with Galateia. 

The sweet, lonely little girl began to pour her heart and soul out to them. It was clear she didn't quite understand the seriousness of her situation, but the hurt was plainly cast upon her young heart. Akantha felt for her; a keen pang of sympathy that drove her further towards supporting Kalika's decision. 

"We can give you a home." Akantha replied softly. "It won't replace your mother and father, but they wouldn't want you to be alone out here."