Elizabeth
*Night had long since fallen upon the wooded area the Canifor had considered her home. Shadows grew, nightly animals came alive, until it wasn't much more than darkness engulfing the entire forest. It didn't matter to the Canifor. Her ability to see at night having always proven useful to her in times like this. It had been a while since she had returned this place from her trip to Ulnoor and now, the woman wasn't even quite sure how much time had passed. The rise and fall of the sun had become frequent in her eyes so much that she wondered if any others would have noticed her disappearance.

Most likely not save for a few friends. She was sure that they knew she was alright out here. After all, it was where she dwelled. The Canifor leaned against the crusted bark of the tree she sat in, her eyes half closed in the long day it's been scratching and scratching away at the bark of trees in an attempt of marking out warnings to any passing travelers to keep at bay. She didn't think they were as effective at night, but at least now she could blend in much better.*

*With her dark ears and tail, it was almost hard to pinpoint the wolf woman if she sat still enough, especially within the trees. She preferred that way nowadays. The Canifor didn't want to be found, she didn't want 'her' to be found. One arm rested across Juna's torso, the other acting as support for the young Airstrider she held. It had been some time since she had been able to bring Juniper back with her and now the small bird was all she cared to focus on for the time being, shrouded in the safety of Salvanian forests.

The bird seemed to rest peacefully and, upon wrapping her tail around herself, Juna could feel the extra security provided by her. There were times when the Canifor felt protective, too protective to be able to allow those to interact with the bird sometimes and it always left her with feelings of regret. It was better staying out here.

Lightly sitting across her torso was her newly bought longbow, one with a hidden magic to it alongside her jacket-like Gambeson she wore. Far down below the tree, a Jackal had rested his head upon his paws. It seemed he was keeping a lookout for the time being as he'd gaze out into the forests with his ears raised. For now things seemed quiet save for the creatures of the night and with that, the Jackal would relax a bit alongside his owner.*
Mario
*Elaran walked quietly through the forest, her armor snug against her body, and her belt tight across her hips. She wasn't prepared for a battle per se, but she was smart enough not to allow herself to relax enough to be caught unawares. The soft susurration of leaves followed the Mogash warrior as she walked, the clink of her equipment dampened by leather straps. For all her ability to be quiet, any with a keen ear would her her approach long before they saw her. The orc woman was quite tall, though not the tallest of her kind. She stood roughly 1.9 meters, and was built in similar fashion to her kin. Elaran's skin matched some of the duskier greens of the environment around her, obscuring what skin she had showing, though not by much. Strong and lean, this particular warrior was not for show. Small pale marks, although superficial, darted across her exposed skin a stark reminder of her scuffles in the past.*

*She continued, carefully picking her way through, her eyes scanning as best as they can. She was set on heading for the closest town to find some means of work. She wasn't necessarily low on coin, but she preferred a bit more than this to subsist on. Perhaps she would consider a mount. Though, walking never killed anyone. She braced a hand on a trunk as she stepped over the roots of a tree, palming a swath of bare tree where the bark had been scrapped away. Curious. She looked at the mark a bit more closely. Something was close by, it's territory marked. When Elaran looked harder, she could see that several of the trees nearby sported similar markings. Whatever it was, or whomever it was, was not exactly inviting people here. The orc huffed, her palm resting on the pommel of her battle axe. With any luck this would either be quick, or she could save her energy for actual work and not a bout that would pay little to nothing and probably wasn't worth the effort. She stopped moving, listening for movement.*
Elizabeth
*The forest seemed relatively quiet as the Canifor dozed off with the light rise and fall of her chest. Her chin brushed against the feathered body of the hatchling, her tail shifting to hang just off the branch of the tree. From far down below, the Jackal would lift his head at the sound of someone walking through the forest. Getting up onto his feet, he would slowly move away from the tree, slinking beneath the undergrowth of the forest with only as much as a gentle stirring of the leaves to signify where he was. It took a moment to see what had triggered his senses, but eventually, Jace would spot the woman. To the jackal, she appeared to be a large beast of sorts, but that could account for anyone taller than him, which was everyone. Circling around the area, he would move through the forest in attempt of coming up behind her, almost moving like a predator despite a Jackal's occasionally known incompetence when it came to hunting down prey.

His lips drew back as he would near her from behind. What once started off as a quiet snarl, was soon followed by a series of loud barking. The Jackal yapped at the Orc, keeping some distance from her in the sight of the axe she carried and knowing full well what the weapon could do to him if he drew too close to it. His fur bristled, while his barks came out sounding relatively high pitched. The noise seemed to awaken a few sleeping animals, most of which fleeing away at the knowledge of a predator being around. However, the Jackal didn't seem to care for the retreating prey, his eyes completely trained on the trespassing Orc.*
Mario
*Elaran turned slowly to stare at the Jackal, head tilting at the small canine. She knew that a bite would be less than optimal, but that the creature really didn't pose a massive threat. She grunted at the creature, a rumbling sound that originated in her chest and rumbled deeply.*

"I'd rather not fight you," *She grumbled, watching as the last of the creatures in the immediate area fled.* "But I will if you force my hand." *Her hand patted the pommel of the axe at her hip, largely ignoring the greatsword slung across her back. There was no honor in fighting smaller creatures, especially not wild animals merely protecting a territory.*

"I don't think you are the one who marked these trees," *Elaran swung her head around, the red tendrils of her hair swaying from the motion, looking for any secondary creature.* "I don't suppose you know the path to the nearest town eh?" *Elaran grinned toothily at the creature, before shooing the Jackal with a large green hand.*
Elizabeth
*Of course the Jackal didn't respond, merely continuing the bark at her as she'd shoo him away. He'd back up a bit, his lowered ears slowly raising back up. A noise would resound through the air, the faintest whizzing noise as an arrow would shoot past her, just about nicking her hair, before embedding itself into one of the nearby marked trees. Either it was a lucky miss or a warning shot.

Jace fell silent, his barking suppressing into a lower growl as he backed away from the woman defensively.*"Don't... Move..."*Would come a stern voice from behind her. It sounded elevated as if whoever was speaking was somewhere higher above.

The Canifor woman kept to her security of the tree, her enhanced vision allowing her eyes to fall upon the woman who had triggered her Jackal into awaking her. The longbow rested in her hand, the string already having another arrow readily notched into it. Her eyes narrowed. It had been some time since another person had treaded through here with the markings put in place, now seeing another for the first time in the while, Juna couldn't help but feel partially threatened by her presence. Her airstrider hatchling would come to rest upon the branch, the bird having woken up as well to the ruckus. Juna could only hope that she kept quiet for the time being even with the tension.*