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Manea

Elysium
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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
09-22-2021, 10:36 AM

Manea had let her aqua gaze drift close as she soaked up the soothing warmth of the hot spring, her body grateful for the brief reprieve from the constant work she had been putting it through as of late. However, the light rustle of leaves and the sound of paw steps reached her attentive ears and she blinked her gaze open, turning her head till her gaze landed on the dark woman splattered with patterns of white. The smaller woman seemed startled by her presence and if Manea hadn't noticed her she had no doubt that the woman would have just turned around and left. She offered the other woman a grin and nodded to the rest of the large pool of steaming water. "Please, don't let me deter you. There's plenty of hot spring for both of us," she told her with a soft chuckle, though her eyes still lingered on the woman curiously.

Her appearance did remind her of Venom and they were fairly close by Ashen and the packs they associated themselves with so it wouldn't be a stretch to believe they were related, but she also understood that black and white wolves weren't exactly a distinctive color pallet. She had members of her own family that carried the same color scheme - though not many thanks to their beliefs and practices. Either way, the woman was lovely to look at. Manea could tell she was noticeably older than herself, but she had always seen age as a sign of strength and wisdom. With the often fast and dangerous life Mendacium's enjoyed living it wasn't uncommon for many of them to get themselves killed in one way or another so age was more of a rarity than it probably should be and she had a respect for those that managed to escape death.

She waited for her the woman to accept her offer and join in on the relaxation of the hot spring before she spoke again. "I'm Manea. What's your name, lovely?" she questioned with a light smirk on her lips, shifting a bit in the water to lean her shoulder into the side of the hot spring as she casually lounged in the warm water. Perhaps the other woman wasn't looking for company and if so she'd leave her be, but other wolves were always so curious to her and she couldn't pass up the chance to meet someone new.

Manea | Temno | Ciemny