Now the Huntress
The mouse had been wren's mouse ... and when field had intuitively seen the shifting winds, he'd ... jumped over to adelaide's side. had betrayed wren.
2.6 - Body Language
wren, specifically, was sitting upright, furry rump squared on the sheets, legs extended flatly in front of him, while rella had crawled up on her knees. straddling him.
3.3 - Blood and Smoke
She soon had an answer for wren. "looks like an isolated area in the northern hemisphere." tap-a-tap. tap. "at the site of some ancient ruins." rella's eyes widened. "ruins?" she asked. "wren, remember: field, the gateways?
3.6 - Hard at Work
Whatever the case, wren was already flat on his rump in the captain's chair with rella, tail arching behind her, vigorously straddling his lap.
2.7 - Mental as Anything
wren closed his eyes, emotionally. "i'm so tired, today," he mumbled. "we all are. hangover from the ion storm." "it's not just that ... " "yeah, i know."
4- Language
"this isn't a laughing matter, wren reliel." wren's in this class? "damn, he's already gotten our names memorized?" trenton says, looking impressed. "i wonder who he is."
Spitecaller Ch. 3
"i'm wren," pipes the oldest one. "i've almost lost my whole mantle." "chris," says the middle one that spoke earlier. the youngest one looks tearfully from the binding circle to me but does not utter a word. "that's tigh," wren finishes.
Rocks Through Windows
Peregrine, by asserting control (with wren dead, with field dead ... with adelaide a fugitive) ... by asserting control, wren had launched a new wave of power plays.
3.3 - Now and Again
"it's just as much wren as me." before being called as an emergency fill-in for arctic, luminous had been engaged in one of its many 'peaceable' missions.
Ishari - chapter 3: Endgame - part 3 of 4
The source of their excitement was the planet currently filling the main view screen: wren. every bit as beautiful as she remembered. she looked at the planet and felt a sense of awe she would never allow to show on her face.
Ishari - chapter 1: Endgame - part 1 of 4
He pointed up at the floating image of wren. "what ever the ishari want, it's on that planet." sparks let out a snort and mumbled, "thinks he knows better than the admiralty."
Captain's Chair
In the ready room, wren took a seat behind his desk. "at ease, gentlefurs. i invited you in here to thank you.