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The Times They Are A-Changin'

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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

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01-04-2023, 09:13 PM

Manea moved along the border that separated Elysium's land in the Rock Garden and the Stone Steppe as she made her way toward the lake on the other side of her claimed lands. She and spent the majority of her time recently on the island with her young pups, but as they began to move toward the winter season she knew she needed to start keeping a closer eye on the mainland where it was more likely for large predators to start encroaching on their space looking for food. Her normal patrol was interrupted, however, as a series of pained cries in the distance reached her ears, making her pause and turn her attention to the land on the other side of her border with a frown. She lingered there for a moment, wondering if she should go check it out, but the desperate howl that came as a plea for help finally made the decision for her. She quickly signaled for Temno, the raven swooping down to fly level with her as she ran, and she instructed her companion to fly back to the island to have Alastor join her immediately and tell Irilyth and Ikigai to prep the medical den for company. She wasn't sure what she was going to find, but it sounded like she was likely going to find at least one injured wolf.

That did indeed seem to be the case as she rushed to find the source of the howl, finding a tan and brown young woman with a dark mask laying on the ground with a blue and black painted young man worrying over her. She skidded to a stop as she assessed the situation, glancing up briefly as she began to put the pieces of what might have happened together. "Are you able to walk?" she questioned to the currently conscious male, scanning him to see if he was injured and how badly. Even without a trained eye she could see that the girl's leg was in bad shape at the very least so she was already looking around to see what she and Alastor could use to get her back to Elysium for treatment. "My name is Manea, I'm the Matriarch of the pack just across the way there. My husband and I can get you both to our healers."

Manea | Temno | Ciemny