change isn't scary

What? Abaven fell? "A healer student" Wren hurried into worry "by the name of Voodoo Klein..." Her friend, her potential pack member... What happened to her? Was she okay? "she was in Abaven. Is... are the members okay? Do you guys need help?" Concern laced her voice, a frown on her lips.

Mentioning a name she hadn't heard of, the woman continued in her stumbles. "You can stay with us" Wren said honestly, offering the woman a lifeline "you don't even need to join my pack" Abaven fell. It was gone. She'd need to tell Armada; they were allies! "if you just need a place to sleep... My members are gathering up North."

She paused. "Armada is housing us. So if you don't know where to go right now, consider... That's just an option though" Wren added hastily, knowing the woman would have plenty to think about "I'm Wren by the way. Stalker of Armada."

"Speech"