Silence

It took a little coaxing, but the man eventually informed her of his skill set. It matched her own. He was a little dramatic with the rest of his statement, but it didn't matter. She'd gotten the information that she wanted from him. Hunting and fighting. "The majority of us are warriors," she informed the grey man. "Some of us are hunters. Either way, there are never enough fighters in a pack." The more warriors, the more protected a pack would be.

The brute continued, giving his name and former title. Royalty... Weren't they all? Aslatiel herself could claim a title similarly, but she chose not to. Titles were words and words were wind. It was all about actions to the striped fae. Khranbari continued, stating that he was the murderer of his own parents. Aslatiel's expression didn't shift other than the barest raising of one brow.

Aslatiel Indarra was morally grey. She wasn't a righteous woman, nor was she evil. Like her 'grandmother,' Resin, the fawn woman had a different set of beliefs. The world was a dark place and sometimes it demanded dark deeds. Aslatiel wasn't the type to scoff and immediately send someone packing because they'd done something less than savory. Kotori may have chosen differently, but she was the current alpha of Valta.

"Welcome to Valta, Khranbari, Killer of Parents." One dainty paw lifted and swung wide, inviting him over the border and into his new home. "A word of warning though, Khranbari..." Aslatiel's voice dropped low and became icy. "What you've done in the past is your own business. What you do in the future is my business. Dishonor on yourself is dishonor on the pack and that's not acceptable here. Care for the pack and it'll care for you in turn. Whatever led you to end your parents lives, I don't care. If you harm a member of the pack though... your life may very well be a short one."

Leaving it at that, Asla motioned for the man to follow her. She led him down the long, worn path that wound its way back towards the pack area. Moving off of the path, she showed him first the food stores which were stocked with fresh meats, dried meats and more. Beside this was the supply den where fresh furs, cushions and other things were kept. Then she led him to the empty dens. "Feel free to keep whatever den you'd like, or use it while you craft your own. There are many here would will gladly assist you, myself included." Purple eyes cut to the side, eyeing the brutes face. "Do you have any questions?"

"Aslatiel"