Kenneth
Maybe it didn't have a meaning, or maybe it did, but it wasn't relevant to their predicament right now, as far as he knew. As they came to a halt in the small clearing, he looked around and sat on a suitable rock. "I think they're the ones who're supposed to come to us...?" He wondered, himself doubtful.

"I doubt we'd be able to catch the spirits even if we tried..." He paused, allowing her to fill in the silence. "I suppose we can only just wait now."
Faviola
"Yeah..."*Juna whispered quietly. Bringing her knees to her chest and curling her tail around her. The cold was beginning to set in, but she still wanted a chance to see if the spirits had returned. It wasn't a full moon, so chances were still slim, but she held onto hope. An awkward silence had befallen them and each minute that passed, Juna began to think it wasn't going to happen. She felt bad that she had told them Kuilei all about them just for nothing to happen. Once the silence had gone in for quite a while, Juna eventually glanced back over towards Aire and said:*"Do you... Want to hear a story...?"
Kenneth
He'd noticed the cold a while ago, but he dismissed it as it didn't bother him much, if at all. With a peek towards Juna, he noticed her mildly shivering. Without a second thought, he removed his cloak and put it over her, albeit cautiously, just in case she didn't want it. Sure, it was a bit filthy, but surely that was preferable to being cold? "You need it more than I do," He explained simply, gazing up at the starry sky while dangling his legs from the cool smooth rock. "Sure." It was better than nothing, he reasoned.
Faviola
*Juna stopped shivering for a brief moment as he had put the cloak over her, surprised by the gesture.*"Oh..."*She said quietly as she pulled the cloak tighter around her.*"Thanks..."*Juna was going to ask if he was cold, but he seemed to confirm otherwise with his words. Juna found it odd, but maybe he was just more well adapted to this climate than her. With him agreeing to the story, Juna went back to stargazing.*"There were once great beasts that roamed this forest..."*She whispered, recalling a tale she was told some time ago from a person in town.*"They were animals, much larger than what was normal for their species and they guarded this place from people that wanted to destroy it..."
Kenneth
He listened intently to the story, simply relaxing and understanding without interrupting her. He would occasionally hum, perhaps to indicate that he was listening or for some other reason. In any case, he seemed intrigued, and the story sounded pretty familiar. He knew he'd heard this story before, perhaps in passing, but he couldn't remember when or where.
Faviola
"There was once a time when people lived peacefully with them, sometimes calling upon their power to assist them during difficult times... They say that these beasts each carried a specific kind of magic to them... That allowed them to do quite extraordinary things..."*Juna continued, pausing only for a moment to recap the rest of this story.*"But then... People grew more ambitious... And tried to use the beasts for personal gain... Instead of self protection... And they used that power to destroy the lives of others..."