Thomas
"Oriate? The half-breeds, right? We are the same, I've been told."
*His eyes examined her again as he stalked the branches, drawing closer as he attempted to get a better look at her.*
"Why are you here? Are there more of you in this forest?"
Michelle
*Juna would give a nod to answer his question, gazing down at Kynia as he'd slowly draw closer to her, causing her to become more antsy as her claws would dig into the bark of the tree. The Canifor wondered if she should tell the bird man that this was her home.*"I... Reside here..."*Juna would repeat from earlier, her tail lashing to and fro anxiously. Being asked if there were more of her in the forest, she'd bite her tongue, murmuring:*"I don't typically see many of my kind... None that I know of live out here either..."
Thomas
*Kynia noticed her claws tightening, pulling back slightly in an attempt to placate her - the last thing he wanted to do was make an enemy of the first person he'd seen in weeks.*
"Do you not have family? Most live with their family, as far as I've seen. Where are we, anyway? Country-wise."
*He'd ask, his expression unchanging as he looked around like an owl, chirping softly as he took a moment to relax. This journey had been tiring, though it wouldn't show too much from the level of dexterity the Uto was still capable of.*
Michelle
*Juna would slowly lower her hand away from the trunk, having to make sure her claws sheathed themselves before she accidentally scratched herself as she'd rub at her arm.*"No no... I do... They're just... Not... Actually Canifors..."*She'd say. Being asked where they were, she'd avert her attention out towards the forest beyond, deciding that maybe she could relax a little in Kynia's presence with him giving her the space.*"We're within Salvania..."*She'd say.*"Just in the wilderness beyond the Capitol..."
Thomas
*He again tilted his head at her statement, only ever seeing homogeneous families in his homelands - most were filtered into a soft caste system.*
"Non-Canifors, yet they are family? That doesn't make much sense."
*His head would perk, the tufts of hair around his ears twitching as he faced towards the Salvainian capital, eyes fluttering and standing tall as a gust of wind whipped through the trees. His wings would be spread as he took in the sorely missed experience.*
"...Salvainia is an old name to my people. Maybe stories spread to my elders, but it was never mentioned to us. Mayhaps I will find some of my lost siblings there..."
Michelle
"Well I'm sure I have a Canifor family out there... Somewhere..."*She'd say almost distantly before quickly shaking her head to and fro.*"But I've been raised by Macens and... They're the only family I know of..."*The Canifor would eventually come to sit down on the branch, allowing her tail to relax and hang off the branch as it blew in the gust of wind.*"Have you... Never been to Salvania before...?"*She'd question with a slight tilt of her head towards the bird. Juna supposed that she could have grown so used to this place that she hadn't considered others only ever hearing of it.*
Thomas
"Maybe. All your sorts are new, Canifor and these Mah-sen.. What kind of place is Salvania?"
*He'd settle back down, finished with relishing the breeze and faced Juna once more. Maybe if he had stayed with his family, and gone along with their farce, he would've seen more than just Uto... But that wasn't worth the effort.*
Michelle
"Have you... Never heard of others outside your own...?"*Juna would ask in confusion at the bird thinking Macen and Canifors were anything new. She supposed she was no different having not heard of Uto either, but even then she knew most of the other kinds of people.*"Well... Salvania is just like... Any other Capitol I suppose... It has a large city with gates and... Places to eat and shop at..."
Thomas
"I never left my family's estate, unless I was going climbing. No reason to."
*He'd chirp back, letting his Mattan accent seep back into his voice as his eyes darted about a moment. As he shuffled on the branch, Juna might notice the blade he kept on his breast - the scabbard wrapped with a thick black sash.*
"I've never seen cities before. Do they have lots of these Mah-sen? And are there more of your kind?"
Michelle
"Yes... Lots of Macens and Elves and... Well just all kinds of people really..."*She'd explain.*"I'm sure there's more of my kind... I just... Haven't met very many and... Some encounters with them aren't the best I suppose... But... I think you'd really enjoy getting to see around Salvania."
Thomas
"I might get lost before I get there, but I'd like to see this city."
*Kynia listened carefully, nodding at each interval - an attention that was quickly broken as his stomach churned audibly.*
"Foood...~"
*He'd coo sadly, recalling he was the last few slices of his preserved food. He flexed his talons gently and fluttered his wings, glancing about for anything more substantial.*
"My stomach hurts. Anything to eat around here?"
Michelle
"I can... Possibly show you the roads that'll take you to the Capitol..."*The Canifor would offer, knowing she could at least show them the path she used to take. At the mention of needing food, she'd say:*"Most things to eat around here need to be hunted... There may be some berries around but... I only have some spare jerky on me..."*She'd say, reaching to her waist side to grab a small sack of jerky bits she usually gave to Jace.*