In The End

She didn't rush Onyx for a decision and let her take as long as she needed to consider the offer. It was a substantial decision considering the very short amount of time they had known each other so Manea left the floor open for her to accept or deny or ask any questions that might have come to mind. The one question Onyx did ask was a prudent one and Manea easily nodded in agreement. "Of course. The door to and from Elysium is always open. If my pack ends up not being the right fit for you then you are free to go at any time, all you would need to do is tell me you are leaving. The point of my pack is to create a home and a place of enjoyment. If my members are miserable I would prefer them to go find something that they enjoy." She was certain not all alphas had the same mentality. After all, that sort of policy meant that numbers could always fluctuate, valuable and skilled wolves could leave when they pleased. Still, she couldn't bring herself to force someone to stay—except perhaps on rare occasions, but those were vastly different situations than when she was recruiting someone like she was recruiting Onyx.

Manea got to her paws and gestured in the direction of the pack. "I should be getting back. If you would like to join and want to accompany me back to my home you're certainly more than welcome. Or if you have things you still need to consider or anyone you need to talk to first then I hope to see you at my border one day." She waited for a moment, looking to Onyx curiously to see what her choice would be. She was hopeful, but realistic. She didn't expect every wolf she invited to simply drop everything and immediately come to Elysium. If Onyx had any loose ends she needed to tie up first or if she wanted to take some time to think then Manea wasn't going to penalize her for that.

"Manea Mendacium"