K'nahli's dejected gaze briefly flicked toward K'rahto as he suddenly came into view from behind the dune she was climbing. She analyzed him for a very, brief moment as he stood atop the delicately-carved mound of sand. His small silhouette that imprinted itself against the fading colours of the Sagolii sky appeared strong yet simultaneously it echoed his youth and inexperience, at least when compared to the likes of a nuhn or an older tia. Her gaze upon him only lasted a mere second or two before it returned to look past him again, proving silently that there was no interest or surprise to greet his arrival.
Feeling assured that she understood why he was present, she paid no heed to his sudden and loud call out to her. He fell silent for a few moments until she quickly drew nearer, her steps closely tracing the light shadow the cast down toward her over the soft, surface of the dune's slope much like a helpful path that guided her along. K'nahli, in her disinterested state, remained oblivious to the fact that he had noticed her otherwise obviously, distressed appearance. Her traitorous, reddened eyes, had been completely forgotten in her moment of anger, leaving the girl to instead believe that he had simply been waiting for her to come closer so that he may address the rest of his message to her more discreetly, given K'tahjha's presence.
"I am aware. I am returning now" she spoke bluntly when K'rahto anxiously explained that her father and the elders were still awaiting her return, though her tone was neutral and lacking her usual essence of anger.
When K'rahto would whisper something further however, she offered no response. It was as though his warning was irrelevant to her interests or concerns. Her expression didn't hint even the most subtle of changes. Such things were only inevitable given her sudden disappearance and behaviour less than ten minutes prior.
She had only taken a few steps past K'rahto when her tail was suddenly yanked painfully backward. The action had almost caused the girl to lose her footing in the loose sand as she stumbled backward a couple of steps across the top of the relatively, small dune that lingered shy and away from the distant titans that stood proud and tall like idols of the desert sea. An infuriated K'nahli quckly spun around with vengeance burning harshly in her radiant eyes that eagerly searched for the culprit. Her gaze initially threw itself upon a surprised looking K'rahto while her fists clenched tightly by her sides, trembling vigorously as they struggled not to launch into the male with an unwarranted assault.
That was until her sister, whom had quickly closed the distance, began yelling.
K'nahli's eyes widened in shock. Did this person, this stranger... this outsider really pull her tail? When she was in such a clearly, disturbed state? The rage churning inside the blue-haired huntress seemed to blur her vision and dampen her sense of hearing as the girl before her continued speaking. K'nahli's thoughts began racing wildly with anger, causing her to remain oblivious to K'tahjha's quickly softening expression and words that offered only peace and consolation following her abrupt actions. All she could see was an arrogant, young miqo'te. A miqo'te who thought she had quickly earned herself a place amongst the tribe and the right to call herself family.
Reason had been stolen from her mind amidst her stifling anger, all rationality has been ripped away.
With a quick stride, K'nahli brought herself immediately behind K'tahjha as the girl began heading toward the camp. A rough shove across her shoulder spun the young girl back in K'nahli's direction enabling the maroon-eyed huntress to fire a claw-like grip violently into K'tahjha's exposed neck that held her in place effectively. K'nahli's face drew in close as she brought her burning eyes to stare deep into K'tahjha's soft infusion of beryl as she hissed her next words menacingly.
"You have some nerve, girl."
Her words were like iron as they drew out haltingly from her throat.
"Allow me to make this perfectly clear for you. I don't like you. I will never like you, and I expect you never to speak to me again beyond absolute necessity" K'nahli spoke solidly with an unfaltering glare of complete contempt before releasing her grip on the girl with a slight push backward in the direction of K'rahto.
"Stay the hells away from me" she sneered irritatedly while turning back on her to once again briskly make her way back to camp. Only moments ago, her anger directed towards K'tahjha came with an unspoken feeling of guilt and regret. This however, was not the same.
"See to it that she isn't preyed upon by a Sandworm, K'rahto" were the girls final words before falling out of earshot.
Feeling assured that she understood why he was present, she paid no heed to his sudden and loud call out to her. He fell silent for a few moments until she quickly drew nearer, her steps closely tracing the light shadow the cast down toward her over the soft, surface of the dune's slope much like a helpful path that guided her along. K'nahli, in her disinterested state, remained oblivious to the fact that he had noticed her otherwise obviously, distressed appearance. Her traitorous, reddened eyes, had been completely forgotten in her moment of anger, leaving the girl to instead believe that he had simply been waiting for her to come closer so that he may address the rest of his message to her more discreetly, given K'tahjha's presence.
"I am aware. I am returning now" she spoke bluntly when K'rahto anxiously explained that her father and the elders were still awaiting her return, though her tone was neutral and lacking her usual essence of anger.
When K'rahto would whisper something further however, she offered no response. It was as though his warning was irrelevant to her interests or concerns. Her expression didn't hint even the most subtle of changes. Such things were only inevitable given her sudden disappearance and behaviour less than ten minutes prior.
She had only taken a few steps past K'rahto when her tail was suddenly yanked painfully backward. The action had almost caused the girl to lose her footing in the loose sand as she stumbled backward a couple of steps across the top of the relatively, small dune that lingered shy and away from the distant titans that stood proud and tall like idols of the desert sea. An infuriated K'nahli quckly spun around with vengeance burning harshly in her radiant eyes that eagerly searched for the culprit. Her gaze initially threw itself upon a surprised looking K'rahto while her fists clenched tightly by her sides, trembling vigorously as they struggled not to launch into the male with an unwarranted assault.
That was until her sister, whom had quickly closed the distance, began yelling.
K'nahli's eyes widened in shock. Did this person, this stranger... this outsider really pull her tail? When she was in such a clearly, disturbed state? The rage churning inside the blue-haired huntress seemed to blur her vision and dampen her sense of hearing as the girl before her continued speaking. K'nahli's thoughts began racing wildly with anger, causing her to remain oblivious to K'tahjha's quickly softening expression and words that offered only peace and consolation following her abrupt actions. All she could see was an arrogant, young miqo'te. A miqo'te who thought she had quickly earned herself a place amongst the tribe and the right to call herself family.
Reason had been stolen from her mind amidst her stifling anger, all rationality has been ripped away.
With a quick stride, K'nahli brought herself immediately behind K'tahjha as the girl began heading toward the camp. A rough shove across her shoulder spun the young girl back in K'nahli's direction enabling the maroon-eyed huntress to fire a claw-like grip violently into K'tahjha's exposed neck that held her in place effectively. K'nahli's face drew in close as she brought her burning eyes to stare deep into K'tahjha's soft infusion of beryl as she hissed her next words menacingly.
"You have some nerve, girl."
Her words were like iron as they drew out haltingly from her throat.
"Allow me to make this perfectly clear for you. I don't like you. I will never like you, and I expect you never to speak to me again beyond absolute necessity" K'nahli spoke solidly with an unfaltering glare of complete contempt before releasing her grip on the girl with a slight push backward in the direction of K'rahto.
"Stay the hells away from me" she sneered irritatedly while turning back on her to once again briskly make her way back to camp. Only moments ago, her anger directed towards K'tahjha came with an unspoken feeling of guilt and regret. This however, was not the same.
"See to it that she isn't preyed upon by a Sandworm, K'rahto" were the girls final words before falling out of earshot.
Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)