Faviola
*Juna would eye the bird, rather uncertain of the plethora of them around.*"Um... Race...?"*She'd ask in confusion, looking around the forest area. Race where exactly, she wondered. Surely she couldn't run off with her animal companions to account for alongside the group she'd have to go back to. What if she got lost out here? With the girl pointing out here not coming from this specific spot, Juna would give a brief shake of her head.*"No, I mean... Do you live out here...? Alone...?"*She'd say the second part in a more questioning way, seeing how young this girl seemed to be. Surely she wasn't the only one out here. Then again, if she wasn't, who else could possibly be lurking out in this forest?*
Eunice
The bird eyes you back. Caw caw Juna Carse. Caw caw.

"Yeah, see who can run the fastest!" The girl quips once more. What a strange kiddo. Still, no one could deny talent. She was very sure the stick she was holding could be a very hurty stick. Big sticks were very hurty.
"Sure! I live anywhere, but don't look for where! It's a secret." But of course Caw lived outside. Where else was there to live? Indeed, her very obviously outdoors home was so obvious that she hoped the hunter wouldn't go looking for it. Her hiding spot was very important, and above all else, no matter how nice, no hunter should find it.
Faviola
*Juna would take a small step back from the bird. So this woman just lived wherever she wanted? The Canifor supposed she could understand that much seeing as she practically did the same back in Salvania.*"But... I do not know this place very well..."*She would say more hesitant at the idea of racing through the forest.*"Surely I'd get lost... Or... Will trip or-"*She'd pause, for a brief moment glancing back towards where her animal companions went before looking back towards the swarm of crows.*"I don't think the birds like us being here..."*She'd finally conclude, rubbing at her arm absentmindedly.*
Eunice
The girl blinks at the hunter, unaware of their interactions with the bird atop her head. Was the hunter afraid? She supposed they were quite a young child then, unable to succinctly identify others or find their way. Maybe she should let her guardian's know... Caw wasn't sure how to handle a hunter child.
"It's okay." She chirped, quieter, softer, but still eager to chat. She leaned forward, smiling more brightly, but unsure if she should take another step forward. "We can have the others race with us! Why wouldn't we like each other? You haven't been throwing any rocks or sharp pointy thingies. See? Meko likes your eyes." She inclines her head forward and the crow atop her horns twitters, hopping into pale, outstretched arms. 
"They think you have very good eyes, so you must be a good hunter!" The girl chirps, caressing the bird in her arms.
"I think your eyes are very pretty. And your nose. And your face."
Faviola
"I-"*Juna would look mildly surprised by the response.*"Well thank you... I...Honestly haven't noticed them until recently... It is... Quite strange seeing Crows near... The shore.."*Juna would look at the bird on the girl's head, trying to relax a little in its presence. She seemed rather eager to race with them, though Juna didn't have much faith in her hunting skills when in an unfamiliar area.*"Do you... Understand the birds...?"*She'd ask, wondering if this was similar sorcery to the previous two times when she thought she had heard the animals talking to her. It was a strange phenomenon, but maybe she wasn't the only one. Or maybe she was a little crazy and this was all actually in her head.*
Eunice
The girl nods happily, the massive swath of white hair swirling about her horns despite the simple movement. She was never very good with the other hatchlings, but things with the hunter child seemed to be going well.
"Really? I think you'd have a lot of followers. You'll grow up into a fine hunter for sure, so if not now then when you grow up!" She nods once more, assured in her own proclamations. Soon after, another crow takes perch upon her horns.
"I can understand all the animals. Your friends haven't taught you yet?" Aware of the weight atop her head if not the animal itself, she angled her head slowly, as if looking at the child hunter at another angle would reveal the answers to her questions. In the trees the corvus began to chitter amongst themselves, perhaps assured in knowing the hunter could not understand them.
Faviola
"I wouldn't say I'm... Very popular where I'm from..."*She'd murmur quietly.*"Kind of the... Opposite for some..."*Her ears would perk a bit at the mention of the woman being able to understand her animals. So Juna wasn't the only one hearing things sometimes? With a more quizzical look towards the bird woman, she would say:*"They don't seem... To hear the animals really. I think they'd think me crazy if I actually spoke to them, but... Sometimes I can hear them... I think... Or maybe it's just my imagination..."*There was a tone of doubt coming from the Canifor, most likely in thinking herself to have lost her sanity out in the forests quite a long time ago. Maybe hearing animals were just part of it.*
Eunice
"Don't worry~ Don't worry~" The girl chirps, swaying gently as she imagined the grand, majestic hunter the child would one day become. Full grown hunters were always a bit scary, so it made her a bit antsy, but each one was undoubtably beautiful. Caw was confident the child would be the same.
"It just takes a bit of time."

"I'm sure they talk to you! Maybe they have different accents. ...Do you want to call them over so I can ask?" She shuffles against the sparce grass, thinking back to the big bird and the jackal. Surely if the child was nice then the partners wouldn't try to eat them too.
Faviola
"You'll... Talk to them for me...?"*She'd ask in a tone with added fascination. She never really thought about what her Jackal or Airstrider would say if they could speak. Then again, she could have sworn she's heard her bird speak to her at least once, but maybe that was just the stress getting to her.

She'd look at Caa more quizzically, one ear lowering in that look she typically gave off when confused about something.*"You... Wouldn't happen to be a spirit or... Wisp would you...?"*She'd decide to outright ask. While Ehakli had mentioned those being capable to speaking to animals, it was quite ironic to find one now of all times when she had just arrived. Maybe it was a sign for something or maybe she has been looking too deep into things ever since leaving Salvania. This could simply be how magic worked.*
Eunice
"Wisp? Spirit?" Another pitch of the head shifted the birds atop her horns with a fluttering clamor. "I don't know what those are soooo... I don't think so?" What did being something have to do with the big bird or the scary jackal? Slowly, she began rocking back and forth, her growing anticipation in meeting the child's elders rising in the hunter's silent contemplation. It was just as likely that the partners could be mean and would chase her away, which would be sad because Caw liked the child. They haven't been able to race yet! There were so many possibilities and the methodical scrutiny of the child hunter was steadily setting her nerves ablaze.
Disorientated, the crow atop her head flutters away, while the feathered companion in her arms twittered nervously, or perhaps comfortingly? A wave of chatter washes over the trees, then settles into a heavy suspense, sharing in the pale figure's unease. 
Asking prodding questions? Displaying submissive, uncertain behavior? For an individual so clearly defined as a predator, child or not, these actions were instinctive warning flags for creatures often regarded as coy pests. Still, Caw wished to know the child better, and thought better of them despite the warnings of the more experienced avians. She was hardier than all of them, and could handle a little disadvantage if they needed to bolt.