Depp's smug expression had not gone unnoticed, earning him a glare. Later on, she wold get back at him. The way in which she would do so was not yet known, but it was bound to happen. The way he looked at her was something worthy of low-level revenge, and oh, how she would be more than happy to even out the scales. Presently, however, she knew she could do nothing. The strangers across from them prevented her from acting so immaturely, for never would she give someone the satisfaction of seeing her with more expressive features unless they were deserving of it—and the unknown females most definitely were not.

However, the postures then demonstrated by the duo had her smirking, the gesture having appealed greatly to her. When the mother began to speak, she listened, silently taking note of that which was said. It surprised her that they'd been heard of, having not expected word of their intentions to be spread so quickly, but one never would have guessed it by looking at her. All the while she remained neutral, even her smirk having fallen away in favour of a more professional composure. It was necessary, she believed, that she present herself in such a manner. Not only did it improve overall appearances, but it also allowed for her to stick to her ideals—it was a win-win, to her. Even still, when the child had then opened her mouth, the woman could not prevent her gaze from narrowing ever so slightly.

Never before had Sen met a hybrid, and she couldn't say, with honesty, that she was impressed. The child looked strange, hardly a wolf at all, really, causing the Gorgon to deem her as being the result of a poorly made decision. The fact that the younger was still a child also bothered her, the idea of children roaming around having never really sat well with her. And, if there were to be any she'd be capable of tolerating, she had assumed it'd be her own. Of course, none of this was voiced or shown through body language, as the serpent didn't want to risk the mother and daughter leaving—that would leave her with extra work. "Why do you want to join us?" the woman asked, rightfully curious. "There's plenty of packs that have already been established—strong packs, too—so why choose us?" Her intentions were not to steer them in another direction, but rather to figure out what it was that they had planned for themselves.

Even without an elaborate explanation being given, the woman could assume what the reasoning behind the other's dismissal from her previous pack was. It was an uncommon practice, the production of hybrids. In Sen's opinion, it sullied bloodlines and created awful beings, the only acceptable ones being those who looked more wolf that anything. In the back of her mind, she knew it was none of her business who others chose to spawn little menaces with, but even still her opinion was reluctant to be pushed aside. While she would not let it effect their chances of obtaining more members—the idea the pair had in mind for Seadog wouldn't allow that at all—she couldn't help but consider various ways to avoid the child.

Silent was she as words continued to be spoken, offering hardly anything more than a faint twitch of her ear throughout the entire first half of what she assumed to be a speech. At the end there came a demonstration of just how tired the mother was, her body appearing to have lurched forward right before she'd caught herself. It was a clear sign of physical exhaustion, or so was what she'd assumed from personal experiences back in her days as a yearling. Still, it did not inspire even an ounce of sympathy towards the small family. What had gained her attention was the skills they'd claimed to possess, both easily being deemed beneficial for the pack-to-be. It was a good thing, too, that they were each capable. Had their abilities been lacking, the woman would have been entirely disinterested in them being granted access, sanctuary or not.

As a question was directed her way, the Gorgon offered a gentle shrug of her shoulders. "I'm fine with them joining us," she'd then added shortly after, choosing words over silence. For as long as they were useful and peaceful, she would have no reason to insist upon their departure. Thus, the mother and daughter were given Sen's seal of approval, however fleeting it might eventually grow to be.

The relief was obvious upon the other's face, making Sen wonder just how many failures they'd had in the past. Of course, she didn't bother with actually voicing her curiosity, for the want to know was not strong enough for her to drop her disinterested facade. It was pure silence from her end thereafter, leaving Depp to speak for the both of them. He'd given their names, answering one of the questions the child had asked, but nothing was said in regards to the first. Wondering if her companion was only thinking of what to say, the woman had waited for a short while longer before it dawned on her that he had no plans of saying anything more. With a discreet sigh, she turned her gaze towards Rain, mentally wishing to turn entirely and prod at the man until he spoke instead. Alas, she refrained from doing so, deciding to get it done and over with herself.

"You'll be staying within the territory we claim," she stated, voice monotone. "After we've claimed it, you can go off and explore the outside land all you want, but until then you're expected to stay close enough to hear us when we call for you." It took only a second after for her eyes to slip over to the mother, making it known that the very same was expected of her, too. Once an ounce of certainty had slithered it's way into her body, the Gorgon made a move to leave, stopping just long enough to say, "I'll be going now. Anymore questions can be directed towards Depp." And, with that, the shadow was gone.