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In The End

Manea



Manea

Elysium
Advisor

Expert Fighter (204)

Master Hunter (260)

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age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
91
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
608
player
Shelby

Samhain 2022Statue 2 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3Ooh La LaPride - Bisexual
10-12-2022, 01:13 PM

Her guess that Onyx was at least mostly on her own was confirmed as she explained how she had lived in the north with her family for the entirety of her lift thus far. She wondered for a moment if that would prevent her possible recruit from wanting to leave her family, but as Onyx went on to say how her family seemed to be making their own paths and that she hadn't found what she was looking for yet it gave Manea a bit of hope that she could be convinced. "A feeling I'm familiar with," she replied with a soft chuckle. "I think we all hope that the paths our family members take will all converge to a common goal that we're able to find what we're looking for in that together, but it certainly doesn't always work out that way." When Onyx's fur and the cuts themselves were clean she set the moss down, getting up for just a moment to retrieve a few pieces of a horsetail plant she had seen growing near by before returning to her place in front of Onyx.

As she cut open the piece of spindly plant with her sharp, feline claw and began carefully applying the gooey material to her cuts to seal their edges together, she turned the topic toward her whole intention for approaching her to begin with. "I lead a pack just north east of here called Elysium. I built the pack because I also couldn't find what I was looking for anywhere else. I wanted somewhere I could live my life with my family how I pleased without judgement or persecution from anyone else and where anyone who wanted to join could do the same. The only things I ask of my members is that they respect one another and keep our home safe. Other than that your life is up to you." She finished painting on the last bit of horsetail onto Onyx's lacerations and gently pressing the edges of the exposed skin together before she examined her work briefly and then brought her gaze up to Onyx's. "I am always in need of experienced fighters for my ranks. If our philosophy and way of life interests you then I'd be happy to welcome you into Elysium."

"Manea Mendacium"