Next Up Forever

She had come across some interesting wolves in the time she spent wandering the continent thus far, finding more and more wolves that she wished to hold close and create a home for, but when the distinctive, brindled form walked into view she was genuinely surprised for the first time in a long time. At first she didn't really believe her eyes, but as her cousin drew closer and she saw the unmistakable magenta in her serious gaze there was really no mistaking her. The fact that she was greeted by name was the final confirmation she needed and the Mendacium matriarch smirked slightly at the less than cheerful reception she was given. "Imperia," she said in return, chuckling softly. "It's been a while." She vaguely remembered Imperia's birth and the ripples it had caused through their family, the divide it had caused between those of them that only viewed their gifts as their only sign of power and those of them that viewed their power as something that ran in their blood.

Manea stood somewhere in the middle, but family was family and these days they were in short supply. "I came looking for a fight," she mentioned after a moment, casting a curious glance toward her cousin. "I gave birth a few weeks ago and I'm working to get back into fighting shape... Would you care to help me in that endeavor?" She started to settle into a battle ready stance in the off chance that Imperia might be interested in such a thing, a little grin pulling across her lips. She understood her cousin's frigid reception given the way the rest of her family had perceived her, but Manea only truly cared about what she could do with the life she was given so if she could put up a good fight then that was proof enough for her.

Manea | Temno | Ciemny