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

As long as Jolon felt like he belonged -which he did- he would stay. He would stay till the bitter end, stick with what he had started. He couldn't imagine what it must be like in war again, only knew that he had been loyal back then. He still blamed himself for the defeat the tribe had suffered through, because he was sleeping when it had all went down. He didn't speak about it though, kept his lips shut as he went through life. He would never forgive himself for it. He had claimed to be a warrior, and had yet missed the most important battle of his life against the Ridge Wolves, the one led by Taggarik who had even sat on him.

A gentle smile tugged at the corner of his lips when Asterr returned the gesture of trust, the gesture of these parts of the mountains. He did not like it because she was a female, a pretty one at that, but because she was his leader. And even though she was his leader, Jolon felt as if he wasn't serving her dead on. He was doing his thing, caring for himself but mostly the pack. He bet that if Taggarik had let him in, this would be out of the question. 

Jolon kept his lips sealed tight, letting the two females talk with each other, for he knew how this all worked. He had seen it countless of times. They would discuss what Ryüjin stood for, what Avannon's skills were, how she could fit and bladiebla. And still he stayed, for if he might needed to escort the new lady into her new home. IF she was accepted, of course.