Broken Antler Fen Couldn't look you in the eye

"Sorry, I'm not" she smiled thinly, wondering what the odds are too. But different - that wolves had vast family trees here too they kept close eyes on. The place she had been before was like the same. Stock was placed in surnames. In blood. And it was damn hard to go anywhere and fit in anyplace with that in mind. Wren shook her head, chuckling now. Wraen was being too nice, even offering food she didn't have.

"I can hunt for myself" she said to the woman "but thanks" a quick addition had been given, in case it was offensive. "have you lived in this place long, then?" Wren asked as well. If packs were established then... that meant the Teekons were around a long, long time. Maybe as long as the place she had been. Seeing as the other was a woman, she felt it was safe to let down her guard a bit. The brunette moved closer, even if her stance was still wary.

Accepting silently the invite to explore it.