Chrysalis

"How long have you got?" Advant asked, her scent distracted and her antennae wavering busily back and forth.

"Not long," replied Brendant, similarly occupied, "I'm only off shift for under an hour and I had to travel to get here."

"I also have a lot of places to be," Victor looked tired but a determined light sparkled in her eyes.

"I don't know why you don't have that much time, I usually have heaps of time. Although I suppose I do move a lot faster than you. Maybe you just need to move faster? Or talk faster? You all talk reeaaaaallly slow and it's quite annoying, you know? I'm here waiting for you to finish waaay after I've worked out what your trying to say but it would be rude to interrupt, right? Is that a monster? No… Anyway. What was I saying? Oh yeah! You're all too slow! Try being faster!"

Advant wavered in the face of the onslaught of pheromones from Vibrant before she firmed her stance and managed to process half of what her older sister had said.

"We aren't too slow, you're just too fast!" she retorted and the others each nodded their heads.

Vibrant’s evolution had only exacerbated her need for speed, and the combination of mutations and organs she had allowed her mind and reactions to keep up with her speed, which meant that quite literally she was operating on a faster pace than the rest of them.

to help Vibrant keep track of things," suggested Victor and the others agreed. Maybe they'd also get through more of their agenda if

any final decisions now, but we can work out how each of us feel the

others space to voice their opinions. Surprisingly, it was the healer,

without our input from this point forward. There have been protocols and norms established for most basic processes, and despite our sophistication, we are still monstrous ants. The desire to expand and secure the next

place and allowed the others to digest her words. Advant was the next to speak her

be able to be aware of everything that goes on and influence every decision. Instead, we need to

was an important moment for the Council and the realisation they had come to would be fundamental for the way they would operate in the future. Indeed, the Colony had grown in size to the point where it was much too difficult for the twenty of them to adequately be in touch with all of the goings on of their own caste. Even for the Queens, who were the smallest in number, this was difficult, since they didn't travel between nests to communicate with

grasp at authority, the council instead opted to narrow their focus and trust that the Colony would be able to handle itself. It had the Eldest as its guiding light after all. There was no

each reflected on this idea for

believe that is where our focus should be. We can only be safe from those who would attack us if we have sufficient strength to defend ourselves. That

exactly are we hoping to achieve down there?" Coolant asked,

and now, but it was an important moment nonetheless. What was the plan of action? What were

several long minutes before Advant stepped

"War," she said.