Lost Creek Hollow Member?

Lagon offered a nod of his head when she mentioned that she was the fastest hunter of her old pack; while Lost Creek Hollow had hunters he didn't thinking having another could be considered a bad thing. Yet he remembered Mordecai's words to Siku: that they had plenty of scouts, hunters and guardians. Smoky black ears cupped forth in contemplation when she offered that she was a good pup sitter, as well. It was also one of his aspirations but due to the lack of little ones scurrying around the pack at the current moment not strictly his priority. Not yet, anyway, though he was committed to earning the mercenary trade first. “No,” He didn't want to add a “not yet” to that statement, not wanting to give away that Harlyn was (heavily) pregnant. It wasn't information he felt comfortable sharing with strangers, regardless of if they had nothing but good intentions or not; nor even if they would eventually be accepted. If she was accepted then she would find out. “but I don't think having a few pupsitters on hand is a bad thing,” He contemplated out loud, before he asked, “Are you willing to maybe learn other skills?” It hadn't been asked of him, and he doubt anyone would force her to switch her trades, but Lagon was trying to learn how to Scout and not get horribly lost even though he didn't intend to take the up the trade; he didn't see the harm in trying to learn other things even if to have a basic knowledge. After a few moments Lagon clarified, "Not saying you can't be a Hunter or Pupsitter but a willingness to learn other things might win you some points of favor."

“What made you decide to approach our borders?” He inquired, though this was mostly out of his own curiosity.