Maureen
*Grey found his ears perk as Juna seems to indulge his curiosity. The larger wolf listening to Juna's confession. He found himself dumbstruck at her admission of some heinous crimes. Such a girl as her? To do something like that...? He wouldn't believe it if it'd came from anyone else.*

*Though for now, the wolf had to place aside his thoughts on the matter. As what seemed to be truly tearing the girl up involved a Tholian. The wolf listened more, shaking his head gently for a moment. Waiting for Juna to finish, letting out a huff of air.*

"I see... That's quite alot to unpack... Fear, is it? Fear, that makes you cautious of a name from a bad memory... Good fear, that keeps you alive. Fear, that accuses a person wrongly, persecuting them... Terrible fear that rules you, makes you into a coward."

*Grey paused, a hand coming up to scratch his chin. The wolf looking out to the greyed seas once more.*

"Mistakes will always be made, young wolf... Have remorse, take responsibility, learning from your actions. Keep yourself from making the same mistakes, and you'll live an enviable life."

"As for this... Tholian in a country you cannot enter... Im sure you'll see her again, one way or another. The world is not as big as you think."
Frances
*Mistakes would be made. That had become clear to her over her stay in the forests. Countless attacks alongside several times where she found herself getting attacked to no avail of protecting herself. She had avoided her friends and was now sitting in a pit of her own mistakes. Magicless, packless, hopeless.

Her tail would shift along the ground, small grains of sand embedding themselves in it. She hardly bothered to care for it. She was once reminded that it even existed by a friend once.*"I don't know if she'll come back..."*Juna would admit to him.*"She once said that it was a blessing getting to see the same person you've met again... She even revisited me out in the forests to help me... But now she's gone because of my own actions..."

*The water would reach back up on shore again, this time hardly coming close enough to reach her boots.*"I wish I could control this fear... I used to not think there was anything to fear... But... The more I traveled, the worst it seemed to get... I've witnessed people doing such terrible things that I wish I didn't have to see it..."*She wished she hadn't lost that bit of her naivety. She wished she could go back to where it all began in meeting her first group of friends, wishing she had control of Jace then. Maybe things wouldn't have gone so wrong if she did, but maybe it was simply doomed at the start, the acrid air of burned down forest in meeting her first person in Salvania. A bad omen if one ever saw one.

She'd look back up at Grey, gazing up at him in silence. As much as she saw him as the Canifor part she could never come to understand, he was still the nicest one of her kind that she ever met. She felt bad for concerning him and thus she'd focus more of her attention out into water.*
Maureen
"We're often blessed everyday, are we not? Us meeting today, was that not a blessing? Those two you carry around with you, are they not blessings? Clothes that keep us warm, food we eat to sustain. Blessings are all around if you go looking."

*Grey found himself musing slightly as he spoke, then repressing his talk of blessings. Catching Juna's brief gaze, simply smiling back at her till she looked away to the sea.*

"People can be fickle, susceptible to the whispers of the void dragons. Their call like the sweet smell of chocolate... But you cannot lose faith. For every evil doing, tyrant, murderer, slaver... There will be a freer, a savior, someone to stand with. A Hero of Ädelqin..."

"No one can be perfect. No one can remain unstained for their entire lives... But you can still strive to be a better person for tomorrow's sake."
Susan
Read the faith's document
Frances
*Juna supposed she should be grateful with just that much, but in living a life of fear it was hard to see it at times. One ear would sit raised up in listening to Grey explain how she couldn't lose faith. The very attempt to have any felt choked away at times. There was so much evil in the world, how could she have faith in something that would never fix itself? Why should she when it would only cost her the lives of those she cared of? For tomorrow's sake? How would she know if Tomorrow would bless her anymore than today did? The Canifor wasn't sure, but maybe she was simply thinking too deeply about it.* 

"Grey..."*She began in a low tone.*"When we first met... You said you had to leave... Because... There was danger..."*Juna would pause for a short while, not too sure how much she'd want to know in already being cursed by the knowledge she had obtained on her travels. That the world wasn't such a nice place.*"What... Was the danger...?"*She'd ask him. Part of her was more curious on how he could pick up on it where she couldn't. How could one sense danger?*