Carrie
*Juna sat atop a grassy hill that overlooked the plains she had found herself in. The sun shined brightly overhead, providing a gentle warmth to ward off the cold days she had endured. Juna had been trying to follow what spirits had been telling her by continuing northwards, but now she was quite lost at where to go following the brief showing at the Warlord festival. It was a first for her, getting to see how the soul agreement between her weapon spirit affected their ability to work alongside each other in combat. 

She still wondered why the spirits wanted her to participate in such. Was that the place where her journey ended? The spirits had been awfully silent lately. Currently, the Canifor was attempting to meditate, having been told it could help. Running long the hill, was her Jackal and Airstrider, who were playing with each other unbeknownst to their owner's uncertainty of the end goal here.*
Mary
*With eyes closed, Juna was allowed attention to sound otherwise ignored. A distant sound, messy and complex. A trotting sound like hooves against the dirt road, accompanied by the off note neigh. Wheels rolling across the gentle landscape, its joints squealing as if they've been without oil too long.*

*They're distant, but seem to be closing. Perhaps a caravan on the nearby path? Only, along the winds brought a familiar scent. An old friend, or an old enemy, the distance kept it ambiguous. Still, it rolled on, seeming to approach the base of the hill Juna rested on.*
Carrie
*Juna's ears flicked at the sound only for the familiar scent to catch most of her attention. She couldn't quite put her finger on what it was, but it did bring a nice feeling. Maybe the spirits were trying to reach out to her again? She still wasn't sure yet, and tried to put her focus on what her other senses could pick up on as her eyes remained closed.*"...Hello?"*She called out, trying to see if anyone would answer.*
Mary
*As Juna called out, the noises seemed to slow. Wheels coming to a gentle stop as the trotting of the horses became sparse. A voice echo'd back.*
"Hello?" 

*It was a deep voice, spoken in the common tongue. Perhaps familiar if Juna had the memory for it.*
Carrie
*Juna went still. It was definitely someone she knew before. Why did she recognize it. And why from a spirit of all things. Or well so she thought it was. But it definitely wasn't one of the spirits she was familiar with or had seen recently. Was it?*"I... I think I know you-."*She said back.*