Breaking Bad

Manea walked back across the land bridge that connected the island with the mainland. She had spent the majority of her morning scouting the nearby lands for places that they might be able to expand outward into, deciding which might be best suited for them. There were a lot of factors to consider, including her daughter's strong attachment to the near by lake, but ultimately she knew she needed to pick the one that would offer them the best resources that would balance out what they already had at their disposal. It was something that she wasn't exactly in a rush to get done right this very moment, but it was very much at the forefront of her mind as they prepared for some of the other life events that could be on the horizon. Nothing had be finalized and everything was very much up in the air, but as was typical of her work it was certainly never done.

She walked back through the island past the lake that was central to everything else on the island and she happened to catch a glimpse of the familiar sandy coat of her beloved handmaiden through the trees. She smirked slightly and welcomed the unexpected distraction, changing her path and sneaking through the trees. A brilliant mind and a fantastic healer Irilyth most certainly was, but a hunter she was not. Manea moved silently through the shadows of the pine trees she snuck up behind Irilyth and once she had crept up on the smaller woman she leapt forward, catching Irilyth around her waist with a chuckle and pulling her back into her. She settled back on her haunches and slipped her forelegs around Irilyth's torso, scooping her up and pulling her back till she was practically sitting in her lap while she nuzzled into Irilyth's pale coat along the side of her neck.

She certainly had never anticipated growing so attached and affectionate with the little fae that she had snatched from her previous life to be her servant and the care taker of her children, but over time she had grown more and more fond of Irilyth to the point where she hardly even considered her a servant or handmaiden. She still accepted Irilyth's help and was grateful to have it, but she was more of a friend and lover than she was anything else these days. "What has you out and about today, darling?" she purred, letting herself indulge a bit while she took a break from her work and hugged the little healer close, nibbling teasingly along her ear.

"Manea Mendacium"