The Kids Grow Up Eventually

The wheels were officially in motion for her to pass the torch, so to speak, to Avacyn and it felt a bit like she was doing her final rounds through the pack and checking off boxes to make sure everything was lined up for a smooth transition. There was a still a couple of months until everything was official and she was finally in her retirement, but she never liked to leave things to the last minute. For the most part Avacyn had been working along side her as it was so it wouldn't be too much of a stretch to simply hand over the last of the power to her eldest daughter, but she couldn't help herself from wanting to make it as easy on Ava as she could.

At the same time, she knew she needed to make sure the rest of her children were just as prepared for the change. Malico and Mariah would be nearing their first birthdays and would need to decide what area of the pack they would be focusing their efforts and Fiametta would be stepping into full adulthood which was where the bulk of the Mendacium laws really began to come into play. As much responsibility as Avacyn would be taking on, her other children would be taking on a good amount of their own. That's what brought her out to the Steppe in search of her middle child, spotting Fia's fire-marked form sitting among the old stone monuments. Manea walked over to join her, giving her a soft smile as she settled onto her haunches beside her. "Thinking of anything interesting out here?" she questioned curiously.

"Manea Mendacium"