It was common for those harbouring in interest in joining the tribe to announce their presence immediately. Whether it be with a howl or some other sort of commotion, they scarcely got by unheard. This time around, however, it was not an outsider that had requested her presence, but another inhabitant of her home. Of course, Asterr had decided to respond to the calling, tilting her own muzzle back and singing her tune to assure the other girl that she had heard and was on her way. As she'd walked, her mind had been drowned in various possibilities for why her presence was needed. She'd been too far off from the borders and wandering with the wind, rather than against it, which hadn't allowed for her to pick up on the foreign scent right away. With her steady approach, though, the chieftess had eventually caught wind of the fine traces of an outsider's scent, encouraging her legs to move quicker as her speed was increased.

Asterr had not slowed until she'd been near enough to come to a complete stop near to her fellow tribe mate. Her posture was a clear symbol of her rank, ears pressed forward and tail dangling loosely above her dorsal. Demonstrations of dominance had always felt odd to her, but it was necessary in the current situation, just as it'd been with Sorrel. The male was a trespasser and, though seemingly uninterested in bringing with him harm, that meant he could not be trusted right off the bat. Her silvery gaze had slipped to the side in order to glance at her omega, silently examining her and ensuring no wounds had been inflicted upon her body. Satisfied with her findings—or rather, her lack thereof—the girl was able to return her attention to the stranger, observing him for a moment before speaking.

"I assume you are not here to cause us trouble, considering you have not attacked Ezimette," she began, situating herself ahead of the pallid female, but still maintaining a decent distance between herself and the man. "Explain to me why you are here, why you thought it wise to cross into my tribe's land." While her voice itself was soft, naturally so, her tone was stern and demanding.

The reasoning for his being there was stated, but that did not alter how she felt in regards to the situation. Whether he sought a place to settle or not did not excuse him from paying the necessary respect to the tribe's domain. "You seek a home here, and yet you have already disrespected the land and those who inhabit it by crossing over our borders," she'd stated, her own gaze unwavering. To maintain eye contact was a blatant sign of disrespect, on his part, which did not help his case. Normally, she cared little over whether or not such a gesture was made, sometimes even preferring it, but the man was an unwanted guest within her home. An intruder, if you will, and one simply didn't honour a burglar who'd broken into their home.

"What can you provide for the tribe?" the yearling had questioned, pushing past the initial issue she held with the silvery being. "Have you any skills that might make it possible to look past your indiscretions?" It bothered her in various ways, the fact that they'd had not one, but two trespassers within such a short span of time. Were wolves going mad? No, the first had possessed a valid reason for entering uninvited, a condition that had made it impossible for her to realize the crime she'd committed prior to being confronted about it. The man before her presently, however, did not appear to be in the same boat as the young girl had been. He appeared capable, his assumed age being a clear example of his ability to manage things well on his own. There was no way his nose could be broken, he had to have smelled the borders. Yet, in spite of that, he'd crossed them with ease. Asterr could not allow such behavior to continue, she needed to ensure outsiders became aware that they could not just do as they very well pleased.

It was a good thing, perhaps, that Asterr was the forgiving sort. Sometimes it took a bit more effort to regain her favour after having lost it, but never could she hold a long-standing grudge. Such negativity was something she could not afford, for it only ever served as fuel for the dragon within. Consequently, she was already on the path to forgiving him, offering a slight nod of her head to show acknowledgement of his apology. Even if she had wanted to do so, holding it against him would have been quite irrational. If his words were true, if he'd really been a loner for the majority of his life, then it would be foolish to expect him to be aware of every little custom. Still, she knew she would need to stay on it and ensure the lesson was truly learned, lest he end up wandering onto someone else's land.

Whether the male's abilities were similar to others' within the tribe or not mattered little, given exactly what they were. Having another hunter amongst them would never have a downside, especially considering the fact that her most recent recruit was incapable of such. The rest of his words were taken into account just as well, being filed away for consideration. "It would be most unwise to turn away such a capable hunter, if your words are as true as you make them out to be," she began, easing up every so slightly while still maintaining her dominant stance. "However, you must know that, in regards to your other skills, we are not a tribe that seeks battle. We are a peaceful claim, mostly keeping to ourselves and out of the line of fire." Now, anyways. Back at the dome, they'd been right on the field of a battle, but such was no longer the case. They were alone within their lair, able to keep to themselves and retain internal peace and serenity.

"I would like to accept you, but do understand that given your disregard of our borders, I cannot do so as easily as I would like to." No, something had to be done prior to his acceptance, prior to her request for his loyalty. "Are you currently well enough to prove to me your skills as a hunter?" she questioned, revealing to him a test. Of course, Asterr would not force him to do so if he was not currently in the right state of body. Such would lead only to disaster, as well as be a terrible representation of what he could offer them.

While things had seemed as if they were taking a turn for the best, the proposition given was not accepted. Rather than giving to the young leader an example of his skills, he'd chosen instead to take his leave. Asterr could not figure out for why he'd gone without giving word of acceptance towards her idea, nor did she bother to ask him. He had made his decision, and she would respect that. Thus, the girl remained within the tribe's territory as she watched the other's form fade off into the horizon. Even for several moments after, she'd not made a single move to leave. She had remained there and looked onward, ensuring the man had not had a change of heart, as well as to ensure he'd not trespass onto her land.

Only when she was certain that he'd truly gone did the chieftess turn her back to the outside world. With a silent nod of her head, she motioned for the other female to follow her and then returned to the heart of the lair.