Salmon Fishing

Thankfully, the woman didn't take it the wrong way. Inviting her closer, even. Wren moved to the waves, staring down at them as fish jumped and swam underneath. While the other seemed capable, she wasn't going to press others to join her. In fact, there was an offer on the air. Wren blinked once, staring at the other. Jynn, they said.

"That sounds really fun" she chirped in response, meaning it "I can't play music myself; pretty tone deaf!" she rolls her eyes at her exhaustion "but if we need entertainment, I'll be sure to call on your band. Probably will; festivals are good for that sort of thing." She chuckled.

She flashed out a paw, hooking a salmon. More or less swatting it to the earth where she bit down on the neck, killing it. Hunting had become second nature now. "We'll be up north if you ever need something. At the Gorge beyond the mountains." Why not extend a friendly branch?

"Speech"