The War-Queen listened patiently as the stranger introduced themself as Spirit, and the owl as Solas - who seemed keen to introduce herself as well with a quick popping-up of her head in what seemed a tad more casual of a greeting than Spirit's initial bow.
Nyra's attention went back to Spirit's face as she expressed interest in joining, and the Monarch assumed with their specification on warriors, that perhaps the path of combat was all Spirit knew?

As Abaddon came and sat by her paws, the Queen glanced to him in time to see him looking up at her - and she couldn't help but smile a little, warmly, at him before she focused back on Spirit and Solas; "You may stay. I will place you as Radningar, beside the other few soldiers I do have currently." 
The War-Monarch moved aside then, her body language invitational as she began moving a few paces further into her territory, glancing again at her son; "Did you introduce yourself properly?" She asked of Abaddon, opening the opportunity for him to be a proper prince instead of...whatever he had done before she arrived.