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"Well, it's nice to meet you formally. I'm sure you were busy, with the expansion and your duties to the pack, so I'm not mad about it. Never having a real chat, that is" Wren began before Azure jumped the proverbial gun at her politeness. She could have laughed at it, if not for the burning seriousness behind his words "pack? I meant your family, Azure. I have much more to say about Armada - all good like the Fatalis have treated me. I didn't want to be annoying, claiming I know a lot about your family. I literally just came to this realm last year."

She continued to loop the rope, wondering if that was good enough for him. She hadn't made it offensive on purpose, the talk. Wren seriously thought it'd be rude to just waltz into a community that was longstanding and claim to know anything about them. "Your family's roots are deep, but I do not know you - as a wolf - personally. It'd be very uncivil of me to say anything other than polite, neutral words" she paused, looking up and at him seriously. Though not rude or crass, her words were still polite "I owe Sirius for his teachings, even if he'd say I don't."

Knowing Sirius, he'd tell her all 'debt' was repaid. She huffed quietly, shaking her head. "I meant no offensive words to your pack. I could go on and on about Armada, how important you are to me and my pack. But I doubt you want to hear that. Your family is also important to me, but I can't talk for the wolves I don't know." It'd be easy to do that, but rude.

"Words"
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