The Crabites are back, and chafing at their chains.
For context, Crabites are abyssal plain-dwelling large crabs, perhaps the size of a dog. They evolved from those rarest of creatures -- hive-dwelling eusocial crustaceans. Think of a modified honeybee model; one breeding female, close kin workers, but female births are chemically suppressed or the females driven away. (Closest Earth analogue is the sponge-dwelling snapping shrimp: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synalpheus_regalis) They band together to gather food and defend their food-cache.
So. This works great for primitive, bestial crabs, but once they evolve intelligence, issues arise. While being the chemical slave of the Queen is fine for beasts, our evolved Crabites are smart enough to resent the Queen's dominance. Yet they still love her.
The females love the Queen, and don't want to be driven away. At the same time, they want to leave, preferably taking some of the males with them to found a new hive.
The males resent being "just one in the pile" of males. They want to run off with a young queen to found a new hive, where they'll be a big fish in a little pond. And yet ... leave the Queen? And take the risk of starting a new hive without the mighty food caches, and herds of sea cucumbers owned by their existing home?
So ... our Crabites live their lives torn by conflicting urges of loyalty and betrayal. Their hormonal love of their Queens always at war with their selfish ambitions.
Here's the question: Is there room for intelligence here? Can hive creatures develop non-hive minds and live in chemical slavery without going mad from contrary impulses? Or must I devolve my beloved Crabites into old-fashioned, boring telepathic hive-minds?