Lura
The titan's head would swivel slightly as it peered down on the... Small creature. The Jackal seemed to answer to them so that marked it as a non threat. Even if the person was hostile in nature they were hardly a challenge for the titan's natural strength. Signing them off as a non threat as well.

The titan would ignore the comment, destringing their massive bow with a smooth movement and storing away in a watertight container to prevent any unexpected moisture or precipitation from ruining the expensive sinew. 

Looking up and whistling sharply, the titan would lift its arm up as a small bird would swoop down to perch on it. The titan would speak a few words quietly before launching it back into the air. From their the titan would pick up their belongings and begin to slowly trudge past the other hunter deeper into the forest.
Dennis
*Juna would stiffen as the Titan would walk by her, half expecting an attack of some sort only for the other Hunter to continue on his way. For a brief moment she would stand more upright, mostly relieved at him walking off. She shift her gaze over towards him, the relief soon fading as she realized he was heading further into the forest. 

Panic surged through her, part of her worried that he would possible find her camp if he walked far enough. As Jace would return back to her, Juna would quickly tighten her grasp on her staff and would swiftly follow after him. It wasn't hard for her to catch up with how slow he was walking, soon dashing past him and turning around to stand before him.

She's hold her staff in front of her defensively.*"You are crossing territory."*The Canifor would say to him, eyes narrowed with focus while her tail would slowly flick to and fro. She had no doubt the strength that this Titan carried, having only seen one other in her time here. But one thing she didn't doubt was her speed.*
Lura
The titan would stop and stare at the Canifor in front of him. Studying her, his brow furrowed as a serious look passed across his face. The titan was fully aware that there was no claimed territory in the wild to any sect or micronation in this area. However, that was based of memory.

Pulling out an old and yellowed sheet of paper, the titan began to unfurl an incredibly detailed, hand-drawn map of the Silnarian continent. All across it, were strokes of ink, painstakingly etched into the paper in what would take years to inscribe. Average weather patterns, water locations, trails and distances, animal locations, herd migrations, towns, and legal borders; all color coded and labeled to perfection. 

Looking at his current location, there was no marking indicating territory in this location. So a question began to rise in the titan's brain.

"Is it your territory?" The titan replied, a heavy Hasaapian accent present behind his Silnarian.