Blackwater Islands oh, death

The same scent which had attracted Akantha (and Indie, so it seemed) managed to pull Kalika from her den and toward the borders. As she approached, the dark frame of a male came into view, corresponding perfectly with the Matriarch's bubbling warnings. If this same situation had occured not even a month before, Kalika might have jumped in to try and sneak her seductive charm onto the male without Akantha's noticing. But now that she had become Adept, there were different priorities lined up before her.

Kalika stepped onward with her tail high (though slightly lower than Akantha's) and her ears perked. Her face remained neutral as she examined the male, before deciding that his submission just wasn't quite enough. Submit, she commanded with a slow gesture toward the ground. Although many steps behind Akantha, she was quickly becoming much more confident in her position. Indie stood on the other side of the Matriarch, but without eminating the same intimidating air which she had not long before.