If it burns I'll keep fueling the same dream

It was time to move.

Wren had spoken with Mercury and decided to get the pack to leave for the SS Antiox. It would be good shelter, and the Pines below them also good hunting. She could stand to claim land that was ripe for the taking. When she began to drag her meager belongings from the cave she shared with Mercury, she spotted Beauregard. He seemed to be looking for someone - though she could fathom it was her.

A leader's work is never done. "Hey, Beau" she said as he approached her "good timing" She was going to announce to everyone about their intentions to go further north anyway "we're going to be moving locations soon" she added to him "to where you found those medallions. Remember the ship?" Of course he did, he wasn't short of memory.

She continued. "There's a woodland below it, and a wall lost to time" she said, carefully placing her windchime in the leather sheet of 'paper' before rolling it up "it's good for defending, but most of all it's more spacious than the Gorge" Wren looked up at the lad "in a week's time, we're going to be leaving for the ship. Can you go around and inform the others?"

"Words"