Always Walking Alone

The hurry to get the band back up to Alias Island and get their pack established had left some things unfinished and unsaid and now that they had gotten settled in their permanent home those things had come back to mind. Most importantly she needed to reconnect with Relm. She hadn't spoken to the pink-splattered woman one on one since she began to linger with their group and hadn't spoke to her at all since the incident with Alastor. She seemed to have made herself scarce and Manea couldn't blame her for that. She probably would have done the same if placed in the same situation. However, she didn't want that kind of animosity among her members and she doubted that Relm would even allow Alastor close enough to try and smooth things over himself.

She followed Relm's scent out to the beach that surrounded the island, trotting lightly to catch up to the other woman before slowing to fall into step beside her. "Relm," she said in greeting, giving the woman a bit of space so she wouldn't start them off on the wrong foot. Alastor was the one that brought her here and only knew the very surface level of what had happened to bring them together and the connection between Alastor, her father, and her husband's former betrothed. She knew very little about the woman herself, but she supposed now was as good a time as any to learn. "I'd like to speak with you if now is a good time?"

Manea | Temno | Ciemny