Hey momma, welcome to the 60s

Kali knew of only a handful of things in her yet-short life; the warmth of her siblings and her mother, the scaly body of Lilith, and the warmth of milky sleep. Yet, at her mother’s prodding, it seemed she would be getting to add yet another thing to her ever-growing set of knowledge; outside. While Carnage and Misery darted to their paws, Kali took her time. She gathered herself up, a yawn gaping her jaws and her little pink tongue lolling out languidly. She stretched, her mismatched gaze blinking sleepily as she meandered over to her mother, slipping between the woman’s pale legs like a cat before stopping to look up at her. Her eyes were curious beneath her golden mask, one puppy ear flopping over before turning back to see her sister charging out into the open. “She crazy,” the girl said with a dramatic roll of her eyes.