Sofia lifted one hand and took the leash from the sister, wrapping it once around her hand, letting it hang slightly slack, while she listened to Maxima's speech, nodding in understanding.  She already knew what was expected of her, how her witches powers worked... she was ready to take on her new responisbilities.  She looked down at the girl, giving the leash a slight tug.  Such a pettite little thing.  How one so small and pretty could hold such awsome power, still amazed her.<br/><br/>When Maxima took her aside, she nodded, holding the bowl of her new charges juices carefully.  "Who are we to question the Goddess' will." she murmered, her gaze once more on the witch.  She would use her well and wisely, that she had vowed.  Lifting the pungent bowl to her lips, she drank deeply, draining it of it's wonderous elixer, before handing it back to one of the sisters... she felt the glow of power fill her briefly, like an electrical charge flowing through her breasts and into her sacred cunt as the bond between her and her witch was sealed in magics...