a new place to get a lil bruised

"Hello!"

Wren chirped easily enough, bringing her own materials and such to the location. She dragged a leather bag full of shit she had acquired and now was eager to get started. Her leg was wrapped in moss and bandage, keeping it free from infection. Her words slightly muffled by the bag, she huffed a final time and placed it down.

"Hope you don't mind the company" she added to the Armada wolf, a girl she hadn't seen before "I'm Wren, and... I was going to craft some training dummies" she flashed an awkward but friendly grin to the white-red wolf "if you don't mind sharing the space..." She didn't know. Couldn't know. That's why she asked.

"If not, I can move back out." She offered this kindly enough to the girl.

"Speech"