you could haveit all, my empire of dirt

As the rest of her siblings said their piece, Calamity flicked her eyes to Toxicity. Her ears were half-pricked with curiosity. Surely she also wanted to work among the spiritual arts... after all, she had conducted the ritual that had allowed her to commune with her father. Was it so wrong to see herself conducting the same rituals? There wasn't exactly room for two spiritual guides of the pack. Hm. If the other pup didn't come forward, her sister wouldn't dream of putting thoughts in the other one's head. Maybe she really was unsure, although Calamity doubted it. Only the future might tell where their paths would lead the. As she thought of the future, Calamity's eyes took on a glazed, distant look. Perhaps she'd try to wrench the answers out of some runes, similar to the ones they had carved their symbols on. That would certainly be a useful tool. Lost in her own thoughts, her mind wandered far and wide as she waited for her mother's response.