King Elk Forest put your hand in mine

Wren was silent, mulling over the talk of Saints and outsiders. She recalled back in her old pack, where the leader would greet each new face equally and with open kindness. But he was gone, and she had to move on. "I sparred with some of them" she utters to Celnes "but they kept trying to get me to join their side."

What would have happened if she had accepted Derg's offer? Would she have had a giant target on their back as well? Wren wouldn't have boasted about such a thing. She wouldn't have even joined a pack if she knew they had many enemies. Suddenly her uneasy feeling about Kynareth was confirmed and she was gladdened she had rejected it.

The brunette went to mark another tree, brushing against it with her new pack scent before rejoining Celnes. "Do you know their crimes?" she asks now.