i know every single face 'round here

A diplomat, versed in thinking and seeing an angle. Wren nodded. "We could definitely use that, as a trade guild" Sybil could be counted on to set up commissions and alliances with other packs that Sirius hadn't directed her to "come on" she added, jerking her nose back to the Cove "we can talk properly there, and you can meet some of the others if you like." Sybil didn't strike her as very social, but she could surprise Wren.

"Unless you'd rather live here for now?" but "we've chased a few bears away, so I'd be careful if you're going to stick around the Gorge. I'm going to have to cull the rest with the others in due time." Wren frowned, glancing around the location. It seemed like a bear country for the time being. Wild and not picked clean, left to just... do what they like. She worried about anyone who decided to stay here. At least for now. When the pack was formed; the bears wouldn't dare come.

"Speech"