wake up, love, we're going shopping!

She could tell Mercury thought it was serious and was glad for the opinion. Especially the understanding.

"Actually, yes" she puffed out her chest proudly "the ship. S.S Antiox" Wren had seen the faded words on the side of it upon a time, knowing the name of the hull "and then the pines below it" Sparse they were called, but still good cover for the pack itself. She nudged Merc "it's close to water too. A couple of islands or something in the distance."

She veered to the side and let him out properly. Stretching a back leg out herself, that had once been injured. It felt a bit sore still. "I figure we can't hover over Armada all the time" It was high time to clear out and move, but still be close to the other pack in case shit went down. Armada could hold its own, but she was there to help if they needed it "best nip that in the bud now, I guess?"

"Wren" & "Mercury"