Not long now

"Only one."

Wren thought about a lot of things. About how to part from Armada successfully, without asking for help. She thought about challenging the old alpha before her, the Warlord, to a friendly spar. But - she didn't want her absence from the pack to be something untoward or riddled with hard feelings. She wouldn't be able to win against Sirius. She knew that.

"When Menagerie is settled, I'd like you to go with me to the Hallows" Wren raised a paw, pressing it against her chest "I have someone I can put in charge of the pack when I leave, and I know you have Azure and Basilisk to tend to things on your end" she paused, letting it sink in she knew about her friend's promotion "I would like to properly meet Artorias and Briar."

And exchange the gifts she had been working on in secret.

"Speech"