Lesson One

"We can go somewhere else, though."

Wren didn't miss the concerned look in his eyes when she spoke of the Red Forest "You were here first, even if we're allied" She merely assumed it'd be a good idea to be close to Armada and have great hunting. Nobody would balk if Armada wolves chased prey into Menagerie land, she'd see to that. They didn't need to fight over borders. She also would see to that "but I haven't scouted anywhere else, so I'm open to ideas."

The Gorge seemed the best spot. She wouldn't budge an inch on that. She nodded at his question. "They know I'm always moving around!" Wren replied easily "and I need to think..." She had only thought about it on the spot though. Something educational for Abaven. She screwed up her face "what does the Hallows like? Uh, it would be nice to get something for Briar... I don't know her at all, but Armada and the Hallows have shared blood through her."

Therefore, gifting a queen something was seen as a gesture of goodwill.

"Speech"