Time to Look in the Mirror

Word had gotten back to her that Desponia had bested Avacyn in a fight a while ago, but at the time she didn't act on it. She had mostly been watching her half-sister from afar, trying to decide what to do now that she had the woman here. She hadn't kept any strong restrictions on the girl though part of her felt like she should or at least had the right to. She was sure someone with shrewder or harsher views on things like Merrick would probably tell her to if she asked. Instead she just let the woman be, contenting herself with the knowledge that she was at least keeping Desponia close enough to know that the Mendacium blood she carried wasn't being squandered or tainted somewhere else.

However, after she gave birth to her second litter, it forced her to take a strong look at everything in her life, facing all of it with a different point of view. She had to reevaluate what she really cared about and how dedicated she really was to her beliefs. It wasn't something that she wanted to do, but now that she had faced the hardest part of their family's conventions head on it didn't leave her much room to ignore it for much longer. She tucked Fiametta in for a nap, ensured that Irilyth was around to babysit the sleeping pup, and then went out into the island looking for her half-sister. She thought that it was high time that they had a real conversation, woman to woman.

She she had kind of expected it was slightly difficult to find the elusive woman that had made a habit of making herself scarce, but eventually Manea spotted her as she was making her way toward the land bridge. "Desponia!" she called, her walk picking up into a light trot to catch up with her before coming around to face her, standing between her and the land bridge to prevent her from leaving. "I would like to speak with you," she told her, nodding to the side to direct her toward the shore, inviting her to walk with her.

"Manea Mendacium"