The Gadui Kanati was not one to waste time in general, and that was even more true now. He was tired and honestly at the moment all he wanted to do was to return to the Town Hall, see his mate, and get some sleep. Nayati didn't think he had ever been so tired since coming to the satellite tribe. Pale sky blue eyes watched Tatiana, waiting for her response. The man waited patiently, despite his weariness and all. Still, he could feel the fuse of his temper running ever shorter no matter what he did to try and lengthen it. Hopefully this all could be sorted and figured out soon before he did something that he himself would regret later on. Finally she started by apologizing again, in a manner, for trespassing onto their lands. Then her mind and eyes seemed to drift off again before coming back to the point.
He had never heard someone ask for acceptance into AniWaya in such a way before, and it made him cock an brow at her. Even if it was odd though she was obviously sincere. "If you desire to live here you will have to contribute in some way or another. We have just faced a devastating storm and there is much work to be done. What skills do you have that could be of use to the tribe?" It was always important to know what those wishing to join AniWaya could do to help but now more than ever it was crucial. They really could not support a dead weight.
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