Phantom Menace

It was really just a stroke of luck that she was even near by at all when she heard a stranger calling for them at the border. She had been spending a significant amount of time out near the firefly lake as they began to finalize their preparations to officially claim that section of land as theirs. She had gone out there in the morning with Alastor to do one final sweep of the area to make sure the predators they had been driving off had stayed gone and were on their way back through the rock garden to go back across to the island when she heard the howl. She stopped with a curious tilt of her head toward the border. "Hmm, who could that be?" she mused aloud, glancing to her husband with a grin. "Shall we go find out?" She kissed his cheek and then turned toward the border, interested to see who it was that had called.

When they neared the border she spotted the red and black banded brute who matched Alastor in height and bore a curved set of horns with similar dark coloring as the rest of his form. He was on the younger side it seemed, perhaps freshly two years old from what she could tell from a first impression. As she got a bit closer she noticed the fangs that protruded from his upper lip as well which prompted her to keep looking for any other gifts this unknown male might have had and she noticed his paws that were similar to her own with a structure like a large feline's. She had no idea who he was, but he very much wore all of the traits she would typically find interesting in a wolf. Her aqua gaze showed her curiosity as she approached him with Alastor along side her, giving the stranger a slight smirk. "Hello. I'm Manea and this is my husband Alastor," she said in simple greeting, gesturing with a motion of her paw to her mate. "We are the Genetrix and Genetor of this pack—Elysium. What brings you to our borders?"

"Manea Mendacium"