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Manea ♡



Manea

Elysium
Advisor

Expert Fighter (204)

Master Hunter (260)

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age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
91
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
608
player
Shelby

Samhain 2022Statue 2 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3Ooh La LaPride - Bisexual
08-28-2021, 05:58 PM
Manea had discovered the hot springs in her travelings through the areas that were near to the prairie where they had made their home - at least for now. It most certainly was plentiful in prey and the valley near by had all the herbs that Irilyth could want, but she still wasn't set on it for the eventual permanent home of their family and pack. It didn't strike her as a place where they could rule from, not in the way that Ashen held the mystic, pale forest or how some other packs she had passed by seemed to hold dominion over a territory of significance. Another that came to her mind was the pack border she had made note of around the base of a volcano and while she wasn't sure how hospitable a volcano could be, it certainly made a statement. She wasn't willing to settle so her exploration and searching continued while she laid the ground work for their future.

When Alastor suggested that they go scout out the pack she had noticed before she was all to eager to do it, especially when he mentioned how they were linked with Ashen. It did seem like there were multiple packs associated with the Empress and it made her feel like building a relationship with them had been a wise choice. Beginning that relationship would in turn link them to so many others and give them a support system of sorts as they got their paws on the ground. Besides, she was also just happy to go back to the hot springs where she could soak her sore muscles in the warm water again.

As they passed thorough the trees that surrounded the springs, she felt Alastor tap her hip and she glanced back at him with a curious look only to have her aqua gaze directed toward the deer that they could peek at through the trees. A knowing grin pulled across her lips and she glanced back toward her murderous husband with a small nod. She was never one to turn down a bit of hunting, especially not now when she was working so diligently to hone and sharpen her skills. She motioned him onward with a nod of her head, beginning to silently creep through the trees toward their newest target.

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