What's Important

If there was one thing Manea hated more than anything else it was feeling helpless-especially when their children were involved. She wished everything was still as easy as when they were pups and they tripped or got into something they shouldn't, but she couldn't just pick them up and snuggle them until everything was better now. Now they were adults and facing things she never wanted them to have to face. Part of her couldn't help but be frustrated with the events that had unfolded after everything she had attempted to do in order to prevent this from happening, but she couldn't keep them from what made them happy and she couldn't keep them from learning their own lessons. After failing to get Avacyn to speak with her, she stood outside of the twin's den while Alastor went in to make his own attempt at speaking with their heartbroken daughter.

Knowing her headstrong son, she had her doubts that he would want to speak with her any more than Avacyn had, but she still struck out into the surrounding woods to find him regardless. Even if they were too old now for her to try and cuddle everything better it didn't stop her from wanting to do just that. It was all she could do. There was no fixing what had happened so she could only help them pick up the pieces and support them where she could. His scent was easy enough to follow and eventually she found his ruby and onyx form among the evergreen trees of Alias Island. She slowed as she approached him, coming to stand beside him and gently resting her shoulder against his. She didn't say anything at first, instead just making her presence known and waiting to see if he even wanted her to be there.

"Manea Mendacium"