Michelle
*Juna couldn't meet his gaze, though that wasn't to him specifically so much as anyone she came across. She had looked up only ever so slightly to catch sight of the traitorous arrow that had impaled the innocent tree. A hand reached up to it as she took the arrow from the orc and gazed down at it briefly before closing her eyes.

Her arms ached, but at least she hadn't committed an act that would leave a sense of dread in her.*

"I'm... Sorry..." *She had repeated under her breath as if she couldn't find the proper words to respond to this man. Juna was aware of him standing over her and with him her Jackal who had seemed to show no sign of concern with him being around. Maybe he was a friend after all. Though that thought wouldn't completely erase the memory of what could have nearly happened the one day at the tavern.

She turned to look at Jace, seeing him rather lax as he sat back on his haunches with his tongue hanging out dryly and, finally, the Canifor let out a quiet sigh to rid away the thoughts of what could have happened.

She looked upwards only to come to realize how much Brackard loomed over her with where she sat squatted to the ground, her tail poking straight out behind her. Juna recalled the time she had met another person in the forest not too long ago after nearly ruining the hunt for both of them with Jace's attempt at going after them. The thought created a thin curve of her lips, almost a smile before realizing her Jackal could have been stabbed then as well. At the very least she paid the man back for it and all had gone well, perhaps she could still do that now.*

"Is there... Anything I can do to make up for it...?" *She asked up to him. There wasn't much she could do in her position, maybe at most go hunting for a bit with any luck of catching something small or maybe providing hospitality at her camp though it wasn't much more than a location in the middle of the forest. Perhaps she should have taken Dovie's advice.*
Heather
*When Juna took the arrow from Brackard's hand he twisted his palm, curling his fingers over hers as he helped to clasp the arrow in her hand. Each moss-green digit overshadowed her palm as his hand hid hers from view. He was giving her back the weapon she had used, trusting her with it without anger and without fear. His other hand planted itself on her opposite shoulder, squeezing the joint with a gentle understanding as he met her gaze.*

"There in't nothing you need to do to make up for it. You were just concerned for your companion. Concerned enough you were willing to stand toe to toe with a big, dumb brute like me. Though... Perhaps, if you're really wanting to do something for me. How's about you tell me your name and the name of your adorable pup there? My name's Brackard Goretooth. Ignore the last name, that's a family title and well, I'm sure you've seen, ah. Boisterous family members before."

*While Juna presumably told him her name and that of her Jackal, Brackard gradually let go of his two tender holds on her and stood to his full height, putting his hands on his hips as he did. Once she was finished with her explanation, he launched into another comment.*

"Y'know. I'd really appreciate it if you let me take you to your camp. The two of you look a hair too tired to make it on your own. Then I can get some food and you can help me try to make it edible. Sound like a plan?"
Michelle
*Juna squeezed her eyes shut as Brackard placed his hand upon her shoulder, flinching at the burning pain that emanated from him squeezing the sore muscle. She didn't say anything in response at first, merely holding her breath until he had eventually moved his hand away. Her ears twitched at his question, lowering her head as she said ever so quietly:*

"I'm Juna... And... The Jackal over there probably going for your rations is... Jace..."

*She inclined her head to the side in showing as Jace had made his way over to Brackard's pack of stuff after seeing that his huntress was doing alright. He sniffed at the bag as if trying to get a take on its contents that may reveal where the jerky that Brackard had handed him earlier was hiding.

At any other point in time, Juna would have giggled at the Jackal's altered attention, though now finding the moment humorous seemed wrong on her part to which she knew she'd have to apologize later for. 

At Brackard's suggestion of taking him back to their camp, she looked back up at him in slight confusion.*

"Take us back to our camp...?" *She shook her head quickly as if denying his offer to help.* "We're fine... Really-"

*Juna never meant to emphasize the 'we' in the situation knowing that she wouldn't let Jace push himself anymore than he had already today, but at the very least she knew that she could still hunt if need be, well she figured anyways.*

"We... I...Can still hunt for something... Something to make up for..." *She paused at her words before finishing the statement:* "Shooting... At... You..."

*Juna didn't like the way it came out, the words leaving a acrid taste in her mouth. She tried to force herself back up to her feet, feeling the burning protest of her aching legs before she bit back the feeling of soreness and placed a hand onto a tree trunk to brace herself into standing. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath before finally releasing her hold on the tree and standing more or less upright.*
Heather
*Brackard shook his head back and forth at her refusal, crossing his hands in front of his hardened chest as he looked down at her. The muscled warrior then gestured to her weakened knees, shivering legs, and completely inept stance.*

"No can do, lil' wolf. You wanted to make up for shooting at me? Let me make sure you're in a position safe enough to not warrant any more fighting. You can't rightly keep Jace safe if you can't even stand up straight, though I respect the heck out of ya for trying. I'm going to take both of you Jays to your camp, I'm going to hunt something for you, and then we're going to have a nice dinner."

*He gently patted her on the head as he turned around, watching Jace pull a few more strips of jerky from his backpack with ravenous hunger. Brackard then walked over to collect his equipment, specifically grabbing his bow first before taking his backpack and fixing it to the side of said backpack. Brackard put on the backpack, and then he picked up the rest of the spilled jerky, holding one up for Juna while he attempted to feed the rest to the Jackal.*

*If the Jackal was happy with Brackard's presence, then the orc would bend over and lightly wrap an arm around and underneath him, lifting the Jackal into a soft, comfortable grip while still feeding him from the other hand.*

"Enjoying your food, buddy? I'll make sure to get some more of you later today, especially if you're a good boy and let me hold you."
Michelle
*Juna lifted her head up, her ears twitching rather irritably from Brackard patting the top of her head as feeling of belittlement crossed her. One ear rose up while the other remained flat atop her head as she said in response to her keeping Jace safe:*

"I think I've done a pretty decent job so far..."

*It was hard to tell whether or not her tone carried annoyance with how little she said and how quietly she's said it, but she found herself turning away from the orc as he walked over to her Jackal. The statement was true, however, she couldn't deny all the times Jace had been there to save her life one way or another especially with the recent fight with the owlbears. She would have been completely mauled had he not jumped in.

Jace had happily eaten away at the pieces of jerky, ignorant to Brackard coming close until he had attempted to pick him up. The Jackal kicked out with his hind legs as they lost the feeling of ground, trying to find a better hold before he could finally sit more comfortably in the orc's arms, nipping at the pieces of jerky he held out to him.

 Juna carefully bent down to pick up her bow, checking the arrow she was handed back to make sure it was still in tact before putting it back in her quiver. As she turned around to see Jace wallowing in the amount of treats he was given, Juna couldn't help but give a humorously light shake of her head.*

"Oh Jace..."

*The Jackal let out a bark in response after having his fill and drew his head away from the tempting pieces of jerky in a satisfied yawn. Juna looked out towards the forest in the direction that she knew camp would be in. 'Not too far at least,' she thought to herself as she began to heading towards it, her legs aching in process. Despite it, walking helped at the least to get them used to the idea that it's not time for them to rest just yet and Juna decided to try keeping that in mind the further she walked off through the forest with the expectation of Brackard following after her with ease.*