Let the Festivities Begin

As the day of the festival finally came to them, Manea with her new daughter and other proud children Relm did take care to make herself look rather astonishing for the Elyisan reputation. She didn't expect anyone to be really looking at her, but she did put in the little amount of effort to be clean and presentable for the occasion. She did wear her cloak for more than one reason but not any of her armor. There was no need for any of that.

With Manea's call out the the pack and it's guests, Relm stayed on the outskirts of the tent making sure that no one went wandering in places they shouldn't be. She wasn't much of the social type after all so she didn't want to be in the middle of everyone else. She only smirked lightly at the buffets of food, reminded of what her and Alastor had done with her own special contribution to the festival. Her eyes then moved up to Manea, and soon Avacyn once either one of them took the floor. She'd probably take a break a little later.

"Relm"