K'nahli let out a large, dissatisfied-sounding sigh as she finally lowered her guard, allowing her bow to fall down haltingly by her side.
"Go-Goo-....Good evening..." she finally spoke, her gaze turned away from the two males as she looked nowhere in particular. A mild flush occupied her youthful face as she returned the greeting, feeling both embarrassment from her actions and simply from the fact that her words served as an admittance of her mistake. Her maroon eyes fell back penitently to the elezen as he remained low on the ground in submission to K'nahli's previous behaviour. She slowly began walking towards him, alien to the fact that her sister, K'mih, had also began walking - in the other direction towards the male miqo'te. She calmly returned her arrow to it's quiver before bringing her bow up and over her head and then slowly pulling it down over herself, allowing it to sit snugly across her body.
She extended a hand to the elezen in a gesture of aid as she came to a stop shortly before him.
"I'm.... sorry... for pulling a weapon on you" she muttered to the man, still unable to find the nerve to make eye contact with him. Her words were tainted with reluctance and embarrassment as she sought his pardon
"Go-Goo-....Good evening..." she finally spoke, her gaze turned away from the two males as she looked nowhere in particular. A mild flush occupied her youthful face as she returned the greeting, feeling both embarrassment from her actions and simply from the fact that her words served as an admittance of her mistake. Her maroon eyes fell back penitently to the elezen as he remained low on the ground in submission to K'nahli's previous behaviour. She slowly began walking towards him, alien to the fact that her sister, K'mih, had also began walking - in the other direction towards the male miqo'te. She calmly returned her arrow to it's quiver before bringing her bow up and over her head and then slowly pulling it down over herself, allowing it to sit snugly across her body.
She extended a hand to the elezen in a gesture of aid as she came to a stop shortly before him.
"I'm.... sorry... for pulling a weapon on you" she muttered to the man, still unable to find the nerve to make eye contact with him. Her words were tainted with reluctance and embarrassment as she sought his pardon
Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)