Girls night out

It was hard to not just laugh and shake her head at her younger cousin’s antics. Manea had only very rarely allowed herself to act so freely and recklessly. She had taken on the mantle of leadership within their family at a pretty early age, taking on the title of their matriarch after her mother was exiled. Even before that she had always known that she would take her mother’s place one day so responsibility was woven into her core in many regards. Because of that she had always been very conscious of her actions and more careful with her choices. However, the few times that she did let herself to be a bit more loose and free Ara had always been involved so now was no exception.

She glanced up at the claw marks that Ara pointed out and smirked. Well, at least her and Ara’s idea of a good time lined up. She snickered as the bottle of booze was handed back to her with the insistence that she get “shit-faced” for the fight. She feigned reluctance before tipping back the bottle and taking several long drinks. The burn warmed her from the inside out and seemed to tingle down her limbs. There was no way she wouldn’t at least be tipsy by the time they found their opponent. She swiped her tongue over her muzzle while she continued to follow Ara’s lead, passing the bottle back to her cousin with a shake of her head. “You’re always getting me into some kind of trouble, aren’t you?” Manea asked with a chuckle.

Manea | Temno | Ciemny