Broaden your horizons

Traveling down from the north brought a refreshing amount of warmth along with it. She was getting tired of hunting the same mountain and tundra dwelling animals all the time. She still considered the Soul Sand Cove their home for now and had left the pelts they had collected in the cave they called home, leaving Nirvana to keep an eye on the place while she and her husband took a trip further south. A bit of a honeymoon perhaps, though there were still plans that she still needed to prepare for to truly celebrate their mariage, but she hadn't found quite the right wolf to fit that last piece of the puzzle for those plans to come to fruition. She was a patient woman though. She'd wait as long as she needed to make the celebration perfect for her perfect demonic mate.

She was sprawled out in the shade of a large oak tree along the bank of a flowing river, her head resting comfortably on her paws with her aqua gaze closed while she napped. Temno and Ciemny were perched in the branches above her and she had no doubt that they would alert her if anyone approached so she felt perfectly comfortable resting here on her own despite the fact that a pack's borders were only a short distance away. In honesty she was quietly scouting the pack out, evaluating them from afar. An inkling of an idea had come to mind as they traveled and passed the borders of other packs as the considered the future for her, Alastor, and their family that would one day form, but she needed to know more first before she could really put those thoughts into action.

A chittering call from one of her companions roused her and she blinked open her eyes, lifting her head to look up at the wolf that they had spotted - though she was hardly old enough to be of even a little concern. Her gaze landed on a beautiful young pup, pale in appearance with dark markings that formed interesting shapes across her form. She was near the border of the pack that owned the pale, birch tree forest behind her, a lovely little thing with a long, draping tail. A small smile pulled at Manea's lips as she crossed her forepaws delicately, watching the girl curiously. "Well, hello there, little one. What's your name?"

Manea | Temno | Ciemny