first among many

She appreciated the man being quiet during her speech, but now she was addressing why he was here. Gossamer, she knew, had plans to join them. It was a matter of looking and talking to Sirius. With this one, she didn't know who he was or what his intentions were. He could have just been passing through for all Wren knew. She leads him to the side as the members of Menagerie drift away to their new dens.

Wren waits for the vagabond to break the silence after her introduction to him. Her posture was relaxed, not accusing, and her eyes were expectant as she gazed at the stranger. He was not known to her or the others, but he had been patient and respectful. That meant something if anything was to be meant. Was he part of Abaven, the lost pack? Was he from Fireside? Somewhere else?

She waited and hoped for some sort of answer for the state of their world.

"Speech"