I Think About My Purpose

Manea worked through a stock pile of dried meats and some other supplies that she was building into a pantry of sorts in one of the smaller caves. She had been working on building a door that they could roll in front of the entrance to keep other predators out of their supplies so with that in place she had started moving and organizing their supplies into the space. That's where she was when she heard Relm's call for her and for a moment she thought perhaps she had misheard the pink and black woman. After how their last conversation had gone she had resigned herself to the thought that she may never be able to get through to the younger woman and she'd have to delegate anything related to Relm to Alastor from here on out, but it seemed like maybe that might not be the case.

Curious to see what Relm could want, Manea stepped out of the storage area and rolled the door closed behind her before moving down off the rocky cliffs to go meet her where she was waiting in the meeting area near the lake. She approached Relm with a bit of trepidation, but attempted to keep an open mind about the situation. She knew they had started off on the wrong foot with how they had been in their first real encounter together besides small, casual greetings so it felt like an uphill battle, but she knew that Alastor for some reason had a soft spot for this young woman so she wanted to make this work for him. "Relm," she greeted with a nod of her head, sitting down on her haunches across from Relm while looking at her expectantly. "What can I do for you?"

Manea | Temno | Ciemny