Thunder Dome A New World

Though new, they thrived. The days after their official claim had been joyous ones, and continued to be so even currently. It felt pleasant to have completed her goal, and she was glad her members appeared loyal thus far. Still, she'd found herself worrying of new members at times, curious of whether or not they'd dare get near enough to the thunderous volcano. Though dormant, it made up for the lack of eruptions by attracting lightning; something not all were too attracted to, fearing the danger it brought. Such worries had been eased when they'd had their first arrival at the borders, and was nearly extinguished when yet another unknown howl rose up with the winds. The yearling was quick to respond, nimbly moving across the ridges and descending various inclines until her body had neared the borders. She was close enough to speak with the male comfortably, but far enough away to give herself an advantage if his being there was only to cause trouble.

Asterr gave a nod of her head, the motioned followed by a soft, "Hello." She was gentle by nature, sometimes awfully so, but her tail had risen up in a display of dominance anyhow. Her posture, however neutral is was overall, gave way to her status as the leader of the tribe—but not in an overbearing sort of way. "What has brought you to our borders?" Standard protocol, really. It was rude to assume someone wished to join simply because they were alone and had called for the leader of the territory, as there were any number of possibilities behind why else they might have done so. Curious of what the male's reasoning might be she awaited his response, pale eyes roaming over his form in a silent examination of his physical health.