Lost Creek Hollow Member?

Lagon's astute demeanor when he greeted wolves at the borders was never anything personal and anyone that knew the dragon could attest to that. He was an amiable individual, but he was a protector by nature and protecting the borders and essentially the entire pack was not something that he took lightly, thus he naturally took to a more intimidating approach. He was like a teddy bear acting the part of a polar bear, more or less, except with the potential to become the polar bear if he felt at all like he or the pack was being threatened. 

The submission and body language of respect that she showed appeased the dragon but he did not allow it to show externally. His stance did not relax because he knew better than to let his guard down simply because she showed submission now. Besides, it wasn't like he was really giving her much of a choice; to fail to show him the respect as the one in charge she would only be hurting herself. While he did not make the final decision he might have some pull with her (or any lone wolf he intercepted really) chances, and if he thought it was a bad idea letting a wolf into their fold he would have no qualms expressing such to Mordecai, Harlyn or Luke.

She answered his question simply, confirming what he'd assumed in the first place though she offered nothing further, as Siku had weeks ago. He'd jumped right into it with vigor, rattling off his skills without much, or any really, prompt from Lagon. Lagon wasn't dejected, though. This was the job he was going for, after all. Asking the important and sometimes hard questions to get a feel for the loner seeking sanctuary within their borders and to become apart of the Hollow family. He gave a nod of acknowledgment to confirm that he'd heard that she was looking to join the pack. “I'm Lagon and this is Lost Creek Hollow,” He offered an introduction and lifted his muzzle slightly in an absent gesture. “What skills do you have? What can you offer the Hollow?”