Blackwater Islands The sands of time make one hunger for knowledge

Kalika couldn't help but allow a thickly laced smile to crawl across her maw. Very good, love, she cooed in response to her daughter's Greek. She looked out over the horizon in an effort to scan for prey and quickly found what it was she was looking for not far down the coast; a juvenile summer's seal with no mother to be seen. Kalika turned and focused her attention on the creature, trying to figure out where the older, more dangerous one might be hiding. 

Follow me, she whispered. The plan would be as follows: Kalika would go in and make the initial blow to the seal, then once it was weak and ready for the final blow, Calypso would be allowed to help her mother in finishing the job.