Faviola
*Juna's ears angled towards the woman, a sign that she had heard her. It took a moment for her to open her eyes, squinting against the bright sunlight as she came to notice the Ling's figure against it. She shook her head to and fro, shaking off the brief sleepiness so that she could get a better view of her. The first thing she noticed was the two weapons the woman had drawn, the fur along her ears and tail quickly fluffing up as she reached for her staff. Was this woman coming to attack? She questioned herself. Surely the Canifor hadn't been bothering anyone being out here.*"Sheathe your weapons-"*She quickly said to her as if the single greeting wasn't worth responding to with them in sight. Juna kept one hand on the ground, her legs uncrossing and bunching up as if she were about to hop up from her resting place. Whether that was to flee or fight, was harder to tell for anyone who hadn't met the Canifor before, though it was clear that she was unsettled by this stranger.*
Magnolia
*Sheathe her weapons? Since when did she ever listen to others?*

"How about no?"

*In an act of defiance, Ling instead walked closer to the beastkin, her weapons down, but her expression attentive. She knew that the beastkin seemed ready to fight as well; so be it then.*

"What are you doing here anyway?"
Faviola
*Juna slowly got up at her approach, moving backwards at the same pace that the woman was moving closer. It was clear that the Canifor didn't want to have the gap between them closed, especially with the woman looking to pick a fight upon arrival. Perhaps there was still some of her archery side taking over despite her clearly wielding a staff. Her tail moved to and fro behind her, slow yet anxiously as she watched the woman deny her demands. The Canifor supposed she shouldn't have expected anything different, though she didn't like the situation either way. Being asked what she was doing here, part of Juna wanted to ask the same back. Instead she merely watched Ling, saying in her normally quiet voice:*"Trying to meditate..."*It seemed like such a silly thing saying it aloud, but she had managed to feel a pretty decent peace of mind before this woman arrived. Perhaps she did end up dozing a little, but she had never felt more calm despite knowing the dark side this forest housed.*
Magnolia
"What's wrong? Scared? Are you one of those monks who preaches about peace and all that?"

*Ling's trash talking side quickly revealed itself as she stepped closer, becoming more and more confident by the moment. She shifted into a sort of fighting stance, bouncing up and down with her blades down. She was definitely wanting to pick a fight; she hadn't fought someone recently and was eager, perhaps too much so, to fight again. With anyone. Even if her opponent initially seemed to be peaceful.*
Faviola
"No..."*She responded to answer the woman's questions. In all reality her heart was racing, though this wasn't the first time she's been in a situation like this before. Now she simply exercised caution. She kept at the same pace she was moving before, keeping herself aware of what was behind her while trying not to shift her eyes off of Ling.*"But I prefer to have peace..."*Maybe she was wrong to think it would last out here. No matter where she went, there was surely going to be some bad person out here somewhere, perhaps paired to the same evil spirit that matched their own. She held her staff defensively in front of her. Maybe she was just another spirit. She definitely seemed rather haughty like one at any rate.*
Magnolia
"Then fight me already. It'll be quick. You seem like someone who knows what they're doing."

*Ling suddenly rushes in, coming in with an overhand slash. She wasn't one to test the waters, especially against someone with longer reach. The staff though was but a simple weapon; one used by peasants and peaceful people who didn't want violence. Maybe it was useful as a walking stick, but it could hardly be called a weapon.*