In The End

Manea gave a small nod as Onyx introduced herself simply, replying, "A pleasure to meet you, Onyx." She certainly hadn't planned on making this little escape to the Sound into a reason to recruit a new member, but when the opportunity presented itself how could she refuse? As Onyx replied that she could keep the wounds clean herself, but wouldn't refuse the help, Manea gave her a small smile and gestured for her to follow. "Well, I'm happy to help since I'm here. Lets get you cleaned up then." She lead Onyx over to one of the many small waterfalls that dropped from the cliffs above, finding a fairly sizable clump of moss and washing it clean in the stream that ran from the waterfall down to the inlet below. With the moss clean and damp she turned to Onyx and settled on her haunches in front of the other woman to start carefully dapping and cleaning away the blood that had dripped down through the lighter blue and white fur on her throat and chest.

"Tell me, Onyx," she began while she worked, keeping her gaze mostly on the cuts while she inspected them rather than on Onyx's face. "Do you have any purpose to put your skills toward? A band or pack perhaps?" Even though she didn't sense any sort of group tied to the younger woman's scent she decided it would be better to ask than assume. It was entirely possible she was already spoken for by some other group and simply hadn't been around them for a bit of time so it seemed wise to double check. "If not... Is that something you would be interested in?"

"Manea Mendacium"