i know every single face 'round here

Armada was going to house the members of Menagerie until the pack formed officially, and with that in mind Wren decided to travel back to the Gorge. Most of the wolves she had recruited had been found north, so she didn't bother calling out to them in other locations. However, to her surprise it wasn't the members that promised themselves that she found but a wolf she hadn't seen in a while. "Sybil."

Wren approached the pale girl, smiling politely. "How've you been?" she asked as she stopped a short distance away. Last time they had shared a fish and words. It had been one of the first encounters she had in Boreas, even Auster, and she looked back on it rather fondly "found a place yet?" Her mind had been worried about Sybil, being all alone in the wild. Wren had a feeling she preferred other wolves to hunt for her too.

Not many of those around.

"Speech"