Talk Shop

Manea casually strolled around the edge of the lake alongside Artorias, taking the Hallows alpha out for a bit of a chat while he and the lovely Briar were here visiting. Even though they had all gotten to know each other quite intimately when she and Alastor were visiting their castle home, they had talked little about any sort of business or pack relations so she figured now would be a fine time to do just that. It was a bit difficult to pull the handsome young man away and keep the four of them from simply falling into their bed, but that could always come later. It was late afternoon now and the sun was slowly beginning to make its way from the high point in the sky to dip down toward the horizon so they would be making their way back soon either way and that would be a good way to spend the rest of their evening.

A little smirk lingered on her lips at the thought before she made herself focus on their surroundings and the task at hand instead. "We recently claimed this area for our pack," she explained, gesturing to the area around the large lake that was dense with cattails and vegetation. "So Elysium now stretches from here to the Rock Garden and then of course Alias Island." Looking toward the far side of the territory where they had once bordered Abaven, she frowned slightly as she added, "I had been concerned about sharing a border with another pack at the time when we first started staking our claim here, but that seemed to resolve itself rather quickly and unexpectedly." Of course she was still fairly new to these lands compared to some others so she didn't know the extent of the former pack's history, but it did feel slightly odd to have a pack there one day and have it simply gone the next.

"Manea Mendacium"