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Instead of hearing Stark's appraisal of this stranger, the golden girl herself began to speak. Octavia wasn't all that trusting of strangers to begin with, and she found this abrupt shift of her attention irritating. But Stark did nothing to thwart the synopsis given by the girl, and then - when Tavi opened her mouth, ready to admonish the newcomer for their forthright answer - Stark cut in and explained an even more important tidbit. A sister. Had she known that before-hand, perhaps Octavia would've been less defensive in her mannersims, brief though her visit had been thus far. She thought this had been some kind of womanly caller for Stark — not that she'd admit something like that.

A sister. That, she could work with.

Captain. Weird name, she commented while looking back upon the golden woman. Then she looked to Stark, deciding she'd have a word with him later (specifically to find out how many others might be popping up) but she said nothing to him; only glanced, then returned to Captain, as she was the wolf they were here to scrutinize. I don't really care where you've been. If you want to stay here with us, you'll have to pull your weight. Can you hunt? Are you some kind of badass warrior? We have no need for anyone with a lazy streak here, so if you're looking for somewhere to wait out the famine, I'd suggest taking a hike. Although she had softened considerably since learning of this wolf's connection to Stark, Octavia was still quite serious. 

Warbone had his rules, but so too did Octavia. If this pack was to remain a secret place, a safe harbour for Tambourine, then this extra mouth would have to know how to feed themselves. Having extra teeth wouldn't hurt either.