Thomas
"It's ok, I still have a few rations left."
*He'd respond shortly, fishing out a leaf-wrapped piece of bread, darkened by the oil it was seasoned with and taking a bite out of it - shivering from the texture as he swallowed. His eyes were drawn to the road below, muddy and under-used due to the forest's encroachment, then back at Juna.*
"I would like that, yes. Thank you. How far is it?"
Michelle
*Juna would watch him eat away at his rations, her gaze soon shifting off of him as he asked how far the road was.*"Not too far... Just about in sight from here..."*She'd say, staring out at the distant road with her above average vision before inclining her head in its direction to give him indication of where it was.*
Thomas
"Mm, ok. Not too far then."
*He'd chirp back, wrapping the leaf up and putting it back in his bag, matching her gaze and looking as far as he could - the outline of grand buildings hazily making themselves known on the horizon.*
"Did you need to prepare anything? I have no specific reason to go there."
Michelle
*Juna's tail would flick in the breeze as she'd turn to look back at the bird.*"I typically go there for the marketplace but for now I'm simply keeping watch of this place..."*She'd answer as her way of saying that she too didn't have much reason to visit the place currently.*"The Capitol... Isn't always the place for me..."
Thomas
"Why not? You're attractive, and a canifor must bring attention if it's mostly mah-sen."
*The Uto would return, trilling softly as he watched the ground for a softer landing spot. While his wings would break his fall very slightly, flight feathers were useless for a creature of his size, despite being far lighter than most upright folk. 'Vestigial' was the word his father used, which is why his climbing skills had been honed so well. His eyes slowly wandered upwards, peering between the tree cover at the brilliant sapphire above. His trills turned to forlorn coos at the sight.. Oh, how he wished he could truly fly...*
Michelle
"It's... Mostly unwanted attention really..."*She'd respond awkwardly.*"I'm not always the best around people not even Macens at times..."*The Canifor could recall countless points in time growing up with Macens. Sure she felt just fine with her Macen parents, though with the other Macen kids, things typically didn't end well. She gave a brief shake of her head. The Canifor never liked the attention, deciding to keep to herself mostly in the forests as a way of isolation as well as times of peace with the bustling city nearby.*"I'm sure many would be curious about you there... I don't think there are many of your kind around here..."
Thomas
"You think so? That would make it easier to find my kin. Maybe we'll find more of yours."
*He'd remark, trying not to let his riding anxiety show too much - failing as he tweeted lowly and fluttered his wings. Even though he wasn't averse to crowds, he'd never experienced so many strangers in one place, especially in a sprawling metropolis like Salvania must be.*
Michelle
*Juna didn't seem to match his excitement, her ears eventually lowering on her head.*"I think... I'm better off not meeting them..."*She'd say, part of her downcast from some of her previous meetings with other Canifors.*"They're just... Hard for me to understand I guess... Maybe I just lived with Macens for too long..."*Shaking her head briefly, she'd eventually stand back up on the branch and would begin to make her way back down the tree with the idea of Kynia not here to cause trouble.*
Thomas
"Mah-sens and Canifors are that different?"
*He'd continue, quickly climbing down with decided deftness, waiting for his new guide to show him the way.*
"I saw your weapon. Is it a bow? I've seen a couple used by my siblings."
Michelle
"Very different..."*She'd murmur on the way down before her feet would finally plant themselves on the ground. With Kynia following her down, she'd decide to turn away and begin heading towards the road she had pointed out earlier.*"Yes it's a Shortbow actually... I...Mostly just use it for hunting now..."