Saul had carried her to this place, though she was unsure about her own part in the festival. Wretch was nervous in general about being around such a large group of wolves; she would likely close her eyes once all of them arrived...or try to sit outside of their view. She didn't like other canines looking at her. The mateship ceremony was important, though, as well as the seasonal festivities. So she did need to be here. Her rank as Antei defined that fact, despite her reclusive nature.
Wretch sighed a bit, clasping her hands in front of her. She was stuck wherever Saul had chosen to put her down at...but she could wiggle a little. She moved back a bit, trying to get more out of view as Gideon and Range arrived. She knew the two of them, but that didn't necessarily mean that she had any desire to speak to them. The girl hoped that the ceremony would go quick and that she and Saul could show the others the way to the orchard soon so she could go home and have some alone-time.
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