Where Silence Has Lease, Chapter 1
Perhaps the wrens of the desert were built a bit different. cajetan raised up his arm and waved, which for some reason inspired rodwald to do the same. "wot we wavin' for?" "our wren has arrived.
1.8 - Twice Shy
Until wren soothed, again, "we'll be alright. this is a good ship." a sniffle. "did you think otherwise?" wren shook his head, smiling. "never."
1.4 - Every Hour Here
She stole quick glances at wren between adjustments. and, finally, "hold on ... " the pod shuddered as it set down. for several seconds. and then a ka-clunk! and whir-whir-whir, the engines de-powering. wren lurched forward.
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.
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.
Corisande's Blessings
"laurie, meet your new sister, wren." wren took a moment to take it all in, then happily repeated her new name. "wren ... wren. i like that!" she smiled brightly and reached over for laurie. "i think ...
1.3 - Hiding Away
He was an admiral, older than wren. and happened to be at the same station luminous was currently docked at. "is that supposed to concern me?" wren was sitting in his chair. trying to act casual. trying to remain cool. but it was a hard sell.
2.1 - Decompression
"but the intruders will kill themselves, too," wren said. "not if they get what they want and leave before then," ketchy said, fearfully. wren paused. thinking. letting out a breath. almost zoning out. "wren," rella whispered. he looked to her.
Where Silence Has Lease, Chapter 6
The wren refused and claimed it was merely a dildo. regardless, the wren found immense pleasure in the simplicity of filling his hole. he lubricated it with a mixture of oils and pastes that smelled pleasantly mint-like and took their time drying.
Microlicious!
wren exclaimed. pips could only sputter, he couldn’t believe what wren was suggesting. giving pips a sly grin, wren reached into the bowl and fished out one of the human micros. “here goes nothing!”
Foxtails
wren giggled, her massive ears twitching atop her head, facing her left like satellite dishes.
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."