brave new world

The Hollows. Fenmyre. Names she hadn't encountered before. Wren thoughtfully chewed on this for a bit before her head dipped to the man. Grateful at least for the assistance. "Thank you" so far, Armada was the only pack she knew by name and had a face to it. Basilisk, up north. Far from this place. She wondered if she'd encounter the lad again or if it was just one meeting. "but you aren't from there, are you?"

Her eyes held no mischief. They plainly spoke as much as her lips moved. Wren glanced away across the Grove again, giving a thoughtful hum. "You don't have to tell me though" she added, in case he thought it was rude "you just smell different than those places. At least the Hollows" she assumed they were closer than Fenmyre "I guess... I'm trying to scout places. Not walking up to their border, or anything like that. But respectfully." She shrugged.

"It's tough as a loner, even if I can manage" barely "and I do miss being around others."

"Speech"