As your eyes trace down the statue, you freeze as you see the bottom. "Mother, are those…" you whisper, pushing past Melissa to kneel at the foot of the statue, your fingers tracing along the feathered wings of one of the many children crowded around Sol Invictus's feet. "Are… are these manakete?!"
"I… I don't think so," Melissa says, joining you on the ground. "Those are angels, the other servants of Sol Invictus aside from Light Spirits." She gives you an odd look. "I mean, I know they have wings like you, but your wings look more like wyvern wings rather than the bird wings angels have-"
Shaking your head, you extend your wings. "Most manakete have wings like this, yes," you say quickly. "But White manakete small, feather-like scales on their wings…" You can tell that the feathers carved on this statue are intended to be genuine feathers, but you chalk that up to simple error. "This area was the home of the White tribe, and Solariana's Union was also here… I think that angels are just the modern human name for White manakete!"
Melissa blinked, staring between you and the statue. "… huh…" she says slowly, sitting back on her heels.