Samuel
The dark elf gave a very subtle, very knowing look to her conjured familiar, exchanging impressions through the binding between them, only to tear away in that moment at the encounter of another. "Hmm?" She gave in an immediate neutral response, her blue eyes noting the features of the canine humanoid. Gray lips painted a midnight blue parted, serving as the strongest of subdued motions of surprise at the approach of a Canifor. 

Within Ehalki's mind, old memories played in glimpse reminders; of Dubairá's early campaign, of a front falling. Images of her dear cousin Uderra, and her comrade Vairvadh torn asunder by such bestial, wolf-like warriors before the retreat from the hills of Mentia's eastern reaches 28 years ago. If Juna was a perceptive sort, there would be a moment in this first met of eyes that betrayed this dark elf as those memories passed - a blink of pheromones of fear, regret, anger. Duly to the controlled nature of silnari, however, it was only but a blink.

The dark elf gave a smile, dipping her head in acceptance to the request, and gestured to an unoccupied chair by the lacquered wooden table she was enjoying, signaling further with a dusky hand that draped an absurdly fine silver chain that linked a similarly made band of intricately patterned pair of coil worn on her index finger and thumb. 

"Please do." She offered with a welcoming tone. "I would be cruel to turn away the opportunity to watch the sunset from here, after all." Ehakli gave a gentle grin at that, crossing her legs as she adjusted to a more languid state in her iron-wrought chair, silvery-blue material slipping about her adjustment in the fine dress-like robe she wore, her deep blue, laced boots kicking a bit in the cross in passive interest. "It is quite a sight in this renewed peace, is it not?" 

Her owl, perched on another chair, became squat for a moment.

The feathery familiar was clearly watching the jackal.
Amy
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Edna
*It wasn't hard for Juna to pick up an offset of emotion the Elf gave at her question or perhaps it was for something else Juna couldn't pinpoint. However, she simply kept her gaze lowered. Juna knew better than to let herself feel too anxious in the moment from what another might say or do. Such feeling could be enough to set off her Jackal which was never good in any given situation. 

Jace meanwhile had most of his attention at the owl watching him. Hopping up onto his hind legs, the Jackal would plant his forepaws on the base of the chair to close the distance between the two of them before he would give a half bark at the bird. It wasn't very loud as the Jackal wasn't quite sure of what to make of this strange bird. Though instead of going for it, he simply held the stare, his body growing still in motion as he gazed back at it.

With the Dark Elf welcoming her to take a seat, Juna gave a grateful 'thank you' before walking over to sit down in the empty chair with a tired sigh. The Canifor had never thought a chair could feel so comfortable, though now with her laying back in it with the large egg in her arms it was almost relaxing.

Juna's ears swiveled to the side at Ehaki's question and in response to it, Juna would gaze out towards the sun dipping below the horizon. A faint smile appeared on her face with the sight of it. The Canifor could appreciate the simple things in nature especially as she found herself making a home within the bounds of it rather than that of a city or capitol. Even the town itself can have a bit of beauty to it in the light the world shined on it."Yes... I...I guess it is..."*She said in her normally quiet tone. Eventually the Canifor would bring herself to turn towards Ehakli and get a good look of her soon shifting to the owl companion she had. It was an interesting duo, yet they seemed to suit each other.*"It's... My first time visiting the Capitol actually..."*Juna eventually stated.*
Samuel
The owl roused a bit at the reserved bit of bark, its feathers standing on end as it tilted its head as if studying the creature. It eventually settled its feathers, and seemed to have grown longer and thinner, perhaps even a bit more sinister as it bobbed its head about. 

Ehalki eyed the canifor's mannerisms for a bit before leaning to the side a moment to reach into her satchel, recovering a second cup, settling it upon the table. "You *Do* Have a look about you that suggests you're not at ease with the place." She reached into a tiny cloth bag on the table, pinching out some dry tea to put into the new cup. "It was a confusing place for newcomers before and after the conflict." Then, she traced an index finger on the side of the kettle. A moment later, a gentle bubbling could be heard within in it. The dark elf then took the kettle, and poured freshly hot water into the cup before offering it to this seemingly timid stranger. "Were you looking for a marketer for that egg of yours? I do know there are some dealers in rare creatures somewhere in this city, but the Academy might be your best option. Tea?"
Edna
*Jace's ears rose as the owl seemingly grew larger in size, causing the Jackal to look back towards his owner with a bewildered look to his face. Juna, however, wasn't paying the Jackal's owl investigations much mind. Instead she focused more on Ehalki for the time being, hoping her Jackal kept his calm demeanor.

At Ehalki's observation, Juna's ears would lift up in attentiveness.*"Oh- no... This place is fine it's just..."*She averted her gaze for a moment, looking around the area as she paused to come up with the right wording.*"Overwhelming at times..."*Juna eventually looked back to the elf, watching her hand motions with careful observation. Her reaching into the bag, her gentle handling, the calm atmosphere. The Canifor seemed to expecting something, something that caused her to tense slightly only for her to relax at the sight of a simple cup. As she asked about the egg, Juna quietly said:*

"Actually... I...Was thinking about trying to hatch it..."*Juna would stare down at the egg nestled in the crook of her arm and wondered if it was much different than a baby bird. Most likely. It wasn't like the egg could move on its own.*"At least... I'm hoping it does... I'm... Not really sure how to take care of an egg... Or a bird..."*She admitted before the elf would eventually offer the cup of tea to which Juna would gratefully take in her free hand.*"Thank you..."*The Canifor would blow on the warm tea before giving a small sip of it. She didn't exactly favor the taste, but it was good enough for her to continue drinking it without waste.*
Samuel
The leering owl would then squat back into itself on its perch, its feathers rousing again till it looked something like a feathery sea urchin with large eyes. It clicked it beak. 

After a tiny pinch of the minty herb in her own cup, Ehakli poured refilled her own cup, one of her brows shifting slightly upwards as she listened. "Oh?" She took a slow slip, gently dipping her head an inch in acknowledgement of the manners. "Hm, well, depending on what sort of bird laid it, assuming it is fertile of course, you would need to keep turning it. A good exposure to humidity is ideal, though keep it from mud, as it blocks those tiny little indents in the texture." She touched her chin in thought. "As for taking care of it *After* Hatching, well that depends even further on the type, but most are rather social creatures, and require a great deal of attention." The dark elf then broke a small smile, as if she remembered something humorous. "Unless it's a ratite of sorts, given its size. I fear no amount of social graces will help you when they're in a brooding season."

She then gave a look of realization that she was just spitting out avian facts, and raised her chin, adding "My father had something of a hobby in avian pursuits, mostly falconry, but well, hobbies spread out over the years." She tilted her head a bit. "Did you just find that in a nest somewhere out in the wilderness here?"