Sunbeam Lair the calm on my face, does not match the inside.

Fishing was a skill that the girl was not familiar with, having never needed to do so in the past. Her interest lingered with the birds, those that had hatched grounded often drawing her to them. She had a knack for catching them, it was true, but she'd wished to expand her horizons. Hunting a certain species excessively would result in them disappearing, which was and awful thing to consider happening during the famine that plagued them. It was with determination that the yearling had settled near to one of the various streams flowing throughout the lair, gazing into the water and watching the silver forms dart by. Sometimes they moved in groups, other times they were alone, but she found herself targeting the former more often than not. Attempting to pluck an individual from a gathering of many often presented better results than going straight for the lonesome being. And so it was with a silent wish being sent out to Draco that she'd darted forward towards a passing school, and when she'd pulled from the water her muzzle, there between her jaws was a fish.

Asterr was left unable to celebrate her victory, for from the distance there had come a summoning howl, requesting from the lair a member of the tribe. She'd wandered away from the stream and sought out an empty cache, placing within it the fish and marking it was a fresh scent so that those passing by might know that there was a meal within it. Thereafter, she'd headed towards the border, her pace even but the desire to see who had arrived burning beneath her breast. When she'd arrived, however, the stranger was not alone. Jolon had gotten there before her, being the first to greet the unknown woman. Silently, the chieftess allowed for herself to creep closer, coming up along the male's left flank and gazing at the currently nameless individual. While she'd arrived too late to have heard Jolon speak, she had assumed that he'd already said something that might inspire a conversation to begin between them. For the time being, the dragoness remained quiet, observing the loner and listening to what she might say, as well as glancing to her tribe mate every now and again to see how he might react, as well as what he might do next.