Joyce
**"Fair enough."**

*Lucrum would wave off the idea of him being scary; as she proved his suspicions to be untrue. He didn't see himself as being an imposing individual. Snarky—? Whimsical—? Charming—... Perhaps, but drop dead petrifying was off the list. It was clear this lady was just an all around skittish individual. Either through paranoia or weariness.

Nonetheless, it wasn't a bad thing to be in this world. The squire would twirl his hand as it danced with each word he spoke.*

"Kemomimi—Kemonomimi—Kitsune—Canifor; Potato—Tomato—Bah, It's hard to spot the difference when you guys all have similar ears, tails, and colors. No offense."

**He'd Pause; Realizing what he had insinuated he'd double back.**
"I didn't mean it like that— I—I'm saying it's very rare to see a canifor so far from—... **Home.**"

*Lucrum would rub the back of his nape, as he'd trail off on the idea of 'home'. For the squire, he really didn't know what to think of Lymia. His treatment compared to the Tholian's was vastly different. He couldn't help but show a visual look of grimace from where he was raised, and how he was raised. 

When compare to the typical Macen; he was more alike to the elves than his own kin. It was a disturbing thought. However, before he could delve further he'd over hear the Canifor. Throwing out ideas of where they had met before, apawn the mention of the Jackal, He'd freeze as the fuzzy memory all came rushing back to him.*

"The Wolf and the Jackal... **Juna and Jace...**"
*He'd show his hand to the Canifor with a painful smile; The Scar was faint, yet he recalled how painful the bite of the Jackal was... 

They had met indeed met before— Not once but twice. He seemed to laugh in defeat at the core memory, but nonetheless he seemed shocked that he had ran into the Canifor for a third time. He'd shield his face as he chuckled.*
"**Oh my goodness...—** We have to stop meeting like this, Haha—! Juna—! It's been so long— How have you been?"

•••

*His eyes would widen as he realized, frenetically looking around for the Jackal and springing up on his feet. He had to stay on his toes if didn't want to get bit again!*

"Where is that little rascal Jace? Huh, is he out hunting? Napping...? ** *Is he stalking us?!* ** He must've gotten much-much bigger since we've last met."
*He'd watched the shift in demeanor, as Juna and her skittish personality brighten up slightly from realizing that had met before— Yet, it seemingly darken at the mention of Lymia and Mentia alike. He seemed to raise a hand to pressure it, understand why. But retracted from doing so in the moment. He didn't want a friendly reunion to be bogged down by negative memories. 

He was certain that he felt similarly about 'Home', but he'd let Juna have her privacy. Although, it seemed to eat at him slightly.*

 The squire would give her a reaffirming nod as he raised both hands as if he was backing off from the topic.

# times the charm I suppose—...?"
Carrie
*Juna decided to ignore the racist comments of the Macen, instead just letting out a quiet sigh in response. Definitely the same Lucrum she's met before. She gave a light shake of her head as he tried to retract the statement with another.*"Where is a... Canifor's home?"*She asked him, raising an eyebrow in question as she wasn't too sure herself. What did he consider to be home from her? Or rather where did he assume she came from? She had grown curious now. It seemed like he was trapped on that conversation.

She looked at the scar on his hand as he showed it off, a more apologetic look crossing her face with the past moment seeming a lot less funny when it was waved in front of her. She was glad Jace was much better now. Mostly anyways. He had become more tame, though sometimes she wondered if that was from training or something going on in the forest. When she had lost him some time ago he had wound up in a terrible state. The Jackal had acted different ever since. Juna's shoulders slouched from her clouded thoughts as she began to wonder if something more had happened. He seemed more at peace. It was almost strange to her in a way, yet she didn't mind it. Did she?

She quickly shook her head to and fro as she realized Lucrum had asked her a question about the Jackal's whereabouts.*"Oh... Well he's at the house right now... Probably watching over..."*Juna paused, a faint memory coming back to her with the previous time they've met. Her bird was still an egg then. Lucrum probably had no clue about their hatching.*"Oh... Well I guess you've never met Juniper before... I mean... Well you may remember her as... Eggbert-."*She corrected herself, deciding to use a name he'd be more familiar with. The Canifor stood up from the rock a glanced back out towards the forest.*"Would you like to meet them?"
Joyce
"You think I don't study Canifor cultures—...?" 

*The Squire seemed to deflate mentally as Juna seemed unamused by his remark. Seemed he took the sigh at heart. Before he could try and further back down. He wondered where was home for a Canifor? However, he was quick witted. As to not make himself seem ignorant he'd come up with the best answer on the spot.*

"**Psh, In a Family— of course...!** Like a clan or a uhh... Pack—! Right? Right..."
*He'd cross his arms and would nod confidently, he seemed to hold smirk to give off the idea he knew how Canifor culture and families worked. However, it was clear he was trying not agitated the Canifor any further on topic. He was genuinely trying to be modest.

He was quite literally holding his breathe, waiting for her respond as he felt he was missing an important detail about Juna.*

*Lucrum would eventually exhale after seeing Juna's solemn demeanor towards the scar Jace had given him. Seeing the empathy, He'd quickly make a make light of it despite the vivid memory of it.*

"It's alright now, It healed over well. Haha... I remember you saying weren't very good in healing way back then, so you came a long way and if anything, it gave me a story to tell."

*He'd clear his throat and humored the scar as the next few words as he imitated a lady asking himself a question:*
"Oh my, where did you get that scar?"

"I was challenged by a Jackal, the Mightiest of them all... As it sprung to Attack; It left me no choice but to bear and grin it, as it's ferocious maw clamped down a-pawn my hand... There I stood— Unfazed by the pain, Where I shed __NOT__ a single tear. Leaving the Jackal in awe at my mettle, as it merely release my hand..."

"Ohohoho~ Quite the Daunting Adventurer."

•••

*As the Squire would conclude his act, with a giddy chuckle. He'd clear his throat. Getting back to a more serious tone.

In comparison to what actually happened; He made it seem as if he hadn't foolishly GIVEN his hand out to Jace to bite it and with the emphasis on not crying was apparent. He fabricated the event heavily.*

"There may be a tiny bit of exaggeration, but it has entertained everyone that's asked about it. All thanks to you to."

*Lucrum was being genuine, he didn't hold any malice towards Jace nor Juna. Seeing as he had just came up with an elaborate tale of him challenging Jace. It was safe to say he was fond of the memorable pair.*

"**Juniper—Eggbert... OH—!** They hatched!? Huh, well then. Did you ever find out what came from the hatcling? Could've been a dragon for we know, but as far as I can recall? I can't remember what you told me..."

"Now that I think about it, For how long it took to hatch... I could've been a dragon? You sure it wasn't a dragon?"

*The Squire joked about the dragon part, but he found his own amusement and played along with it. If it wasn't obvious that he was a jester at heart, it was clear now, albeit a very poor one. As Juna offered to get the chance to see them outside the shell. He was quick to double back, covering his ears and breaking into a tangent.*

"Nonono, wait. Don't tell me—! Don't tell me!— I'd be happy to see Eggbert in person. I can make the time for this, it's not like I got anything better else to do than get lost and tell stories.*

*Without much delay he'd, walk over to Juna with his ears still covered to insure she would spoil the reveal. Speaking loudly with a smile adorn to his face he'd gesture that he was ready.*

**"I can't hear you, but lead the way—!"**