Shouldn't Have Come Here

Manea scoffed at the defiance that her half-sister gave, looking up at her with a pink gaze. Seeing this bastard child with such a coat so true to their lineage and horns that curled around her skull irritated her more than it should. Perhaps her distaste and distrust of this nearly stranger would have been more justified if her traitorous mother's failure and sin had been more obvious in her offspring, but Desponia looked to be as much of her sibling as any of them. A snarl twitched at her lips as she gave a small shake of her head. "I shouldn't even bother. The daughter of an exiled woman that broke every law our family holds dear... the family she dared to call herself the matriarch of." Part of her wanted to just turn and walk away and try to forget that they ever crossed paths, but another part of her wouldn't let her. If she walked away and let this woman go there would be squandered Mendacium blood out in the world, untrained and untested, lost to the waves of fate.

There was a moment of hesitation and she sighed, glancing away from Desponia for a moment. "The sins of the parent shall not reflect on the child," she muttered, scowling as she turned her aqua gaze back down to the woman in front of her as if she was appraising her for a moment. Even if she didn't like or agree with all of the Mendacium laws, she knew that none of them were there without a purpose—including this one. "I can not pin the blame of our mother's actions on you... but I can make sure the Mendacium blood and legacy you carry doesn't go to waste. You'll come with me and join the rest of my family in my band—whether you want to go willingly or not is up to you." Without looking she gave a flick of her paw to Ciemny that was perched near by and the raven took flight, wheeling off toward the island to fetch her husband just on the off chance that this grew into an ugly fight. She didn't think she would need his assistance, but she didn't want to risk it either.

Manea | Temno | Ciemny