Ascend

Although she was skill skeptical, she wanted to open her heart to the religion that Toxicity felt so close to. It was only right. She would support any of her littermates to the death and beyond - that, at least, she was sure of. She bowed her horned head and accepted the pill from Obi gingerly. The healing arts were somewhat familiar to her now and she had no reason to question her father's dearest companion.

The sweet taste surprised her as she settled over her sigil, which was sparser than her siblings' marks. It was much more self-centered and depicted only how she viewed her own place in the grand scheme of things; a pang of guilt passed through her body as she noted the unique markings that represented other beings in her siblings' sigils. They were thoughtfully created with the rest of their family in mind. Perhaps she would have redraft hers. Just as the thought occurred to her, Calamity slipped into a deep slumber.