Ann
Thankfully Dovie was given enough time to sit up. Yet he still was concerned about why the hunter didn't stop him. Looking up, he was surprised to see a small beastkin girl. 

*She appeared to be a canifor that wore fur-lined garments with dark colored leather pants. Typical attire for a middle-class huntress. Did she have any companions? What was the purpose of sending the the jackal to attack Dovie?* While the young beastkin's pleas sounded sincere, she could be lying to buy some time. *Yet she had a bow with her.* If she wanted to assault Dovie, she could've done so from afar. 

Dovie slowly and cautiously stood up, looking out for any signs from the huntress which indicated that he should stay down. He especially kept his eyes on the huntress' hands and his ears out for any suspicious activtiy around them. He didn't bother brushing off the loose pieces of dirt and grass off himself. 

While he felt frustrated and confused at the whole ordeal, it was disadvantageous for Dovie to show hostility. He sheathed his dagger. 

"...I-it's fine." He glanced to the jackal, then back to huntress. But he kept his head slightly tilted down. "Sorry."
Michelle
*Juna slowed down as she neared them, the ears on top of her head lowering while she took the time to squat down to the small Jackal.*

*The fur along his spine stood up and within his throat a low growl resonated, threatening to come up in a form of a much louder tone.

Juna placed a hand atop his head and another under his chin, petting him softly to get him to calm down while she looked up at the Fae that stood before her.*

"Don't worry about him, he's more bark than bite anyways..." *She said quietly before returning his apology with an apology of her own.* "I'm sorry about... The deer... I didn't know you were hunting it too and..."

*Juna turned her head in the direction the deer had gone in, standing back up.*

"I guess it got away..." 

*Jace let out a quiet grumble, turning his attention away from Dovie and taking the time to sniff at the ground once more around the area the deer once was. Juna watched the Jackal for a little while, eventually looking back at Dovie as she asked quietly:*

"Is there... Anything we can do to make up for it?

*It wasn't always Juna had gotten the chance to meet someone new; spending most of her time in the forest left so little opportunities, but of course her Jackal always finds a way to catapult her into a conversation, usually it being a more apologetic one nonetheless.*
Ann
*More bark than bite.* You think a dog without bite wouldn't chase after someone. They also say a dog is a reflection of their owner. *What does that say about the girl?*

But on the other hand, her tone was strikingly different from the swindlers on the street. When faced with sincerity, Dovie felt the need to cast aside his pessimism into a locked box of thoughts.

When thinking about what the huntress could do for him, he initially thought of asking for spare coin. But even he felt his throat clog up with grim at the idea. He chuckles, half of it to be polite and the other half to clear his throat.

"It's alright, you are not to blame. I didn't know you had your eyes on the deer either. Otherwise, I wouldn't have pulled that stunt. But..." Dovie looked at the direction the deer had fled and recalls the jackal sniffing earring. "Is it still possible to track down the deer?"
Michelle
*At the question about being able to track the deer, Juna's ears had rose in a mixture of confusion and curiosity. Of course between the two canines it was possible to track down the scent of a deer after having just seen it run off, however, being able to catch it again was another story. There was no telling how far it had ran and was planning run from the group, though if following it was what Dovie wanted to do, it would have been rude of Juna to say otherwise.*

*She turned her head to look over at her Jackal, responding to the question:*

"Of course... It... It probably didn't get too far... And..."

*Juna sniffed at the air, only to get a small whiff of the smell that the deer had carried with it.*

"The scent is still strong..."

*Jace had kept his nose to the ground and circled back around to where the two were standing, letting out a bark to them.*

"Jace can probably track it... I'm just not sure... How long it would take..."

*She said, rubbing at her bow-holding arm at the thought of their unsuccessful hunt so far. Hunting had its moments both good and bad, but right now luck didn't seem to be on their side when it came down to it.*
Ann
For a moment, Dovie had to drop his usual forced expression of politeness. The girl's open attitude was a surprising but welcome refresher. He cracked a genuine smile and his eyes lowered their guard. 

He didn't care how long it would take, he had already planned to spend half of the day foraging for anything he could.

"If you don't mind, may I accompany you on the hunt? I know it may not be much, but i can offer some assistance with magic."
Dovie bring his hands together and bows. "I only ask for a minimal amount. Whether that'd be meat or spare coin from a seller, a very small portion would suffice."
Michelle
*Juna tilted her head to the side at the thought. Usually whenever she hunted, it was just her and Jace though the thought of a third joining in to help made her wonder what it would be like with an extra set of hands. Seeing Dovie bow before her only forced her to stifle laugh as she must admit it wasn't often she came across someone else without feeling the need to be constantly on guard.*

*She gave a light smile, one she doesn't often show in her shyness around most others, and responded:*

"Sure-" *Her tone perked a bit only to fall to a more quiet one once more as she finished with:*

"It's... Not often that I meet another hunter..."

*Hunter or not, Juna found it well enough that they'd have more company in something that wasn't rescuing captured children or killing baddies in the woods, or frankly being threatened because of her yapping Jackal. For once, a simple task of hunting sounded quite relieving.*
Ann
Dovie raises himself back up and the nagging feeling in his chest eases away. The girl's timid nature made her appear innocent, which isn't a bad thing. *Perhaps she was suddenly thrust into the hunting scene or she's looking for independence.* Dovie felt comforted by the thought of humble beginnings and honorable intentions. 

He smiles again, covering his mouth with a hand. "I'm not sure how many hunters run straight at a deer with a knife. But I'll take that as a compliment," He jested. 

*As a slave, would it be rude of him to ask for her name?* Although, she didn't seem to mind his mutilated ears. 

"My name is Dovie. It's a pleasure to meet you and thank you for the opportunity."
Michelle
*Dovie? A rather gentle name, one that seemed to carry a lighter ring to it than those she had met before. Though Juna hadn't thought much of the name, it was nice to finally have some way to properly address the Fae. Her dark-colored tail waved back and forth ever so lightly, a more calming feeling passing through her.*

"Dovie..." *She repeated under her breath as if to remind herself.*

"Nice to meet you Dovie... I'm... Juna..."

*She lowered her gaze, refocusing her attention on her Jackal for a moment as he seemed to have walked off a bit. A scent line seemed to have caught his nose which left him moving onwards with the assumed presence of the other two following after him.* 

*Seeing that he had picked up on something, Juna glanced back at Dovie and said with a light laugh:*

"We should probably hurry before he leaves us behind, and maybe when we find the deer again you can show me how you planned to attack it with a knife-"

*Had the whole event earlier not caused the immediate loss of their prey, Juna would have thought of the whole scene as amusing, minus her jackal nearly getting stabbed again.

She turned away, following Jace deeper into the forest while she took the time store the arrow she'd been readying back into her quiver. There still seemed to be plenty of daylight left, just enough for the group of hunters to reclaim the prized deer they sought out for.*