spin, twirl, dance!

"You believed in me enough to join my vision."

Wren reminded the girl warmly, kindly. She smiled softly at Sybil, having listened to her family's plight. Having some experience with such a thing herself... The loss of power - in this case, had been a personification of her mother's death - and the travels. The need to build herself and her ideas up. The wanting of purpose. The wish of relationships.

"I never wanted power" she continued "I never wanted to be a leader" She dipped her head slightly "but I wanted something to outlive me. I wanted to put something on this earth. I wanted to change what others thought. I had ambition, but it took a while to get there. I always lived for others, Sybil. I always served others." Be it her mother, her pack... her alpha.

"I gave up on traditional aspects. Having a mate, a litter... A bloodline. Wolves always do that to make sure their legacy lives on" she shrugged " point is, it takes a bit to get to your vision. Things change, views shift and new ideas spring up. You're still young, so it's okay to trip and fall a few times to get somewhere. That's learning, so when you get there... You can do it. You have that experience." But.

"As long as you don't kill people, hurt people... I'll believe in you. It's okay to use Menagerie as a starting point. It's fine to grow something in the guild too. Maybe you'll figure it out in time, what you want to do, and maybe it takes you away from us all" Wren cannot say "I wasn't satisfied with being a loner, or a pack wolf. So I became something more. I understand the wanting, the needing... A desire to grow."

"Speech"