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Drunken Girl's Day

Scylla



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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03-12-2023, 01:38 PM

As Scylla began to pull out bottles of wine and told her that Alastor had been alerted that they likely wouldn't be back tonight–or at the very least wouldn't be capable of much if they did make it back–Manea couldn't help but laugh lightly as she slid down onto her stomach. She willingly took the bottle of wine from the younger woman, a smirk lingering on her lips as she realized that Scylla's whole idea of a "girl's day" was simply laying by the lake and getting drunk. She was already quite enjoying the girl's style and happily pulled the cork out of the neck of the wine bottle with a satisfying pop. She took an experimental sniff of the wine before she took a long sip herself, the drink both bitter and sweet on her tongue in a way that made her muzzle pucker a bit at first before she adjusted to the taste. She didn't drink all that often any more so this felt a bit like a return to her younger years.

She chuckled at Scylla's mention of a break from responsibility as she shifted a bit to lay more comfortably, stretching out her long limbs with a content sigh. "I'm not sure I even remember what a break from responsibility feels like," she commented before taking another drink of wine, the liquid warming her from the inside out with each drink. Her tail curled around her hip, a little smile lingering on her lips while she relaxed. She had been born into responsibility and had even more of it piled on her from a very young age so it was hard to recall times when she really felt like she had really felt like she could step away from that feeling of responsibility. Alastor was a wonderful escape and made sure she always had a way to unwind, but more often than not she was being pulled one way or another by her pack, family, or children.

"How has being back in Elysium been?" she questioned conversationally while they drank and enjoyed the lovely view of the lake ahead of them. "I know you've been back for a while, but I haven't had a chance to talk with you since you arrived. Do you and your siblings have everything you need?"

"Manea Mendacium"