Carrie
*The air brought an odd aura of calm to the Canifor. She found herself laying against a flat rock that jutted out from the ground. Bamboo trees surrounded her on every side, yet surprisingly enough, the spot she rested in left a parting to allow sunlight to beam down and heat the rock with its early morning rays. Juna had only recently discovered this area after having to hunt down her jackal for wandering off. Funnily enough, the canine had dozed off on one of these rocks, clearly not looking for any rescue. Juna didn't understand it much until she tried it for herself, but now she found herself at peace despite her animal companions not accompanying her for this trip out into forests.

It had been several months since she had originally decided to stay in Runra, fleeing the mainland in fear of it. While she still had yet to connect with the people in the city itself, she had met a few others that helped ease her worry of this place giving her the same experiences Ramul Ta had. Sometimes she wondered if she should take the time to return and possibly reconnect with old friends, but she had never been more at peace than when she decided to stay here. It was lonely at times, but the stress of suddenly becoming a target had reduced to nothing more than the occasional aggressive wild animal.

Juna knew there was more she was meant to do here. Her time spent in this magical bamboo forest had lead her to discovering things beyond her own grasp of reality. It was always off-putting, but it only compelled her to search further. Maybe, just maybe there was something she was meant to find out here. The lady she had once met seemed to suggest it, but what that thing may be, only time will tell. It didn't concern Juna at the moment. The only signs and clues she's ever seen appeared at its own accord. She was sure she'll know when she'll know. For now, she simply relaxed under the rays of the warm sun.*
Joyce
*The air had shifted as a sudden presence emerged within the confines that was the bamboo labyrinth. The sound of crunching grass was faint and Afar. Yet, it appeared to be approaching the vicinity of the Canifor — leaving them unsure if its advance was hostile or just another passerbyer.

On further inspection the presence had tainted the once natural essence of the forest. The sound of birds and morning insect cries seemed to pause for a moment — there was a disturbance.

In a Dauntingly fashion, there was a new—yet familiar scent, being revealed to more modernized and refined than the rawness that was wild. It was no animal, as It disturbed the ambience with its eccentric aroma— sticking out like a sore thumb, in comparison to the wildlife and plants alike. It was clear, as scent of socialite society was potent. The presence was clearly out of place yet— it seemed calm, focused, and nowhere near out of its element despite it contrasting with its environment around it. More importantly, it had incited an unusual familiarity to the Beastkin, a long forgotten scent, that could've have been likely dulled over that lack of exposure.

The Squire had found himself once again wandering the lands of Ramal Ta and more specifically Runra, for the first time — he walked these lands native to the horn people. It seemed to leave him in awe to learn new cultures. Yet, it wouldn't be his last venture into the forest. As per usual, he'd find himself pondering as to why did he find the urge to explore the wilderness. There was nothing for him here—... He was no naturalist, nor huntsman. Yet he always found it instinctual to get lost here amongst the greenery. Funnily enough, most of his noteworthy experiences had happened in the wilds. So, It wouldn't be alien to not seek out the thrill of a new encounter.*

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*A small chuckle would escape the side of his mouth; Recalling all those moments he had fondly remembered, all those he had come to greet. As guilt seemed to settle in, his thoughts turned sour that he had let his few connections all — fade away. Lucrum would recoil. In which, come to a complete stop — Before letting out irritated sigh.*

** *"What happened to me—?"* ** 

*Lucrum mumbled to himself softly, however, his thoughts would be intercepted. His peripheral had notice the difference in discoloration amongst the forest. As a beam of light seemed to dawn over a boulder—...?*

`Hawkeyes Trait`
**Without much hesitation, Lucrum would focus in on the discovery and squint his eyes; as the beam of light hit the lens.**

*Lucrum tilt his head every so slightly, to avoid the rays that tried blinding him. However, as he remained motionless and survey around the endless stocks of string bean bamboo. He'd stare and blink dumbfoundedly, as he realized what sat beside the Rock.*

**It was— A Canifor— all the way out in Runra?**

*Having not recognized who the Canifor was fully; But, Lucrum was mindful with his approach making it audible, obvious, and keeping his weapons sheathed and hands at his side. As Lucrum stepped past the edge of the bamboo and into the clearing. His face completely illuminated and gaze harshly blinded by its brightness...*

**He'd join the Canifor in the sunlight.**

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Carrie
*Against the bright swath of green that covered the entire forest, Juna practically stuck out like a sore thumb. Her dark fur sat like a shadow against the shiny grey rock she was on, though with her hardly moving she could have been missed by a passing glance. It didn't seem like the Canifor took notice of the squire. Having sat in the warmth for so long she had almost gone into doze. 

Her ears twitched at the sound of crunching grass. It was more out of reaction than actual care. Juna was used to the rare sound of wildlife roaming amongst the forests. Besides a few birds and the occasional rodent, the liveliness of the forest was practically invisible to her. 

A breeze blew past her, picking up the scent of the squire and carrying it to the Canifor. Her nose scrunched up a bit from the disturbance in the air. Although it wasn't completely unpleasant, faintly familiar actually. She sniffed at the air a couple times, trying to figure out what she remembered it from. Juna was never really used to using her heightened senses. Often they came to her naturally, though a few others had been helping her indulge in their uses. It was strange to her at first, but overtime had become more instinctual.*

*The smell was definitely familiar, but completely foreign to anything she'd think to find in the wilderness. Almost like it was another person entirely. One that hadn't spent their days wandering the forests for long. Not to mention, the sound of approaching that appeared to be getting louder. Juna's eyelids appeared to scrunch in thought and only then did she open them and decide to take a look. At first she was blinded by the light shining down on her, forcing her to have to turn her head. As her gaze gradually fell on the squire, her eyes widened.

With a yelp, she slide down off the rock, standing back up with admirable speed in her not expecting them to be this close already. Her once emptied mind began running through a series of thoughts. 

Who was he? What did he want? Where was her staff? Were the others okay? How long has she been asleep? 

The Canifor didn't take her eyes off him, having let herself be startled by a potential visitor, or traveler rather. Visitors weren't typically for her after all. She sucked in a breath, trying to get herself to calm down as she smoothed down her fluffed up head fur with a hand. When she looked back at him however, it didn't seem to be out of recognition. In fact, she seemed completely oblivious to who they were despite what familiarity his scent brought.*

"I... Wasn't expecting others to... Come through here..."*She said in her usual quiet tone, her ears lowering on her head as they typically did in the presence of others.*"Were you... Hoping to enjoy this spot as well...?"