King Elk Forest put your hand in mine

"Yes" the brunette would say, lowering her head in a respectful yet welcoming nod "I'm Wren" the confirmation was there. Her eyes glanced up at the woman who carried herself well "you are.. King Cenric's sister?" she dared guess, glancing at the warm smile the King carried toward her. Wren gave an awkward yet pleasant one back, indirectly looking at the woman.

"Wren Baines" she corrected, knowing the Kingslend wolves held stock in surnames. Another polite dip of her head was given. "m-my King, I was... going to patrol" Wren would say to her "if you wanted, I would appreciate you showing me the best places to mark. I... I want to pull my weight." And do a good job for everyone. To be someone to be relied on, to call on if they needed her. To... well, be a good pack mate and friend.