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The silver-furred hybrid was glad to have come to some understanding and accord regarding tresspassing; the other canine was rather lucky it was a particularly even-tempered Kaena who came to greet him on the borders today. Certainly, Hybrid was never so nice to those who traipsed across their land, and the coyote woman could not see Snake regarding trespassers in a kindly fashion after what had happened to Vieira. Still the silver-furred coyote did not lift her lips in aggression; she was willing to allow the newcomer a shot. "Ah. It doesn't look like you've had an easy time of life—though, I can understand that," the hybrid said, allowing a faint grin to light on her scarred face. It was obvious from looking at the both of them there was plenty of pain and hurt in their lives.
The other canine spoke of his craft, which was interesting to her—she only wore one piece of jewelry herself, the tooth necklace that her granddaughter Halo had crafted for her. The coyotes were lacking in the art department to some degree. Cotl took care of the tattoos, for sure, but this canine professed a general ability to shape the world's objects as he saw fit. Perhaps he had never made arrows before; perhaps he had never made shields or other things before, but it would be entirely possible for him to acquire these skill sover time. "Jewels are pretty, certainly, but charms will not work to stop the tide of evil from our neighbor," she said, almost gently. This canine did not look as if he'd had an easy time of life; she was quite willing to accept him to Inferni's midst, but she wanted him to understand what he was getting himself into.
"I'm Kaena Lykoi," she repeated, tilting her head to look to the west. "Inferni is in the middle of a war—from looking at you, it would seem you are no stranger to injury. Are you prepared to serve us in times of conflict?" That was the primary thing she needed to know. All else could be thrown aside for the moment; the clan needed soldiers.