
K'luha waited anxiously, watching her own hip and K'zhumi's hand for a moment. She was getting to those damn springs one way or another, regardless of what K'zhumi said. However, it would be much easier with K'zhumi's approval to get there. K'luha's eyes lit up cheerfully at the somewhat positive reply, and she grinned back to Tahj when her niece spoke up.
"Of course we're going to play in the water! You're not the only one here missing water baths." K'luha chuckled faintly and shifted herself forward at the edge of the wagon. "If only I could get do-" Luha blinked as she was lifted lightly from behind and set gently on the ground. K'yohko stood behind her, and looked somberly to Tahj. Although he said nothing, his eyes pleaded for Tahj to watch her aunt before the Nunh paced away. His arm had healed greatly, but the skin was still wrapped tightly up with bandages. K'luha glanced back to K'yohko's back with a small frowned before looking back to Tahj. "Here, help me get over to the springs." Luha resumed a more cheerful tone with her niece. "Or K'zhumi might kill me." She chuckled faintly beneath her breath, her ears having perked up for the first time in days.
K'yohko stalked back over to his grandmother K'takka, and remained in silence. His ears had been pressed about half-way down since they'd left camp and the immediate danger of an Amalj'aa strike had been gone. K'yohko had also all but refused to leave the elder's side, apparently paranoid for their safety. Since his outbursts and his thanking of his daughter, he had yet to speak a word to anyone besides K'takka. His grandmother and most of the older tribe members might have remembered K'yohko being quite the mother's boy for a very long time, and in some ways his refusal to leave the elders mirrored some of his younger behaviors.
K'iara stretched her arms out and yawned as K'ile paced about in front of her. Thick bags remained under her eyes, as the weariness from traveling with so many was catching up. While they often moved, it was never so many days at a time. It was beginning to wear on the flaming huntress. She didn't see how K'ile could be so much like K'yohko when he hated the other so much either. She flicked an ear down, tilting her head and rolled her eyes lightly at his ranting.
"K'ile, you've given our young bad ideas before and we don't shun you." K'iara snorted roughly, pushing herself to stand properly for a moment before squatting down to stretch out her sore muscles. "If you're so anxious about fighting K'yohko, take a spar with me. But please, whatever you do stop pacing." The huntress stood again and shifted to stand in front of K'ile. "Or I'm going to throw you in the damn springs. You smell anyway. You could use a water bath since they've got so much to spare." K'iara sneered at her uncle. Unlike K'ile, she was a tall miq'ote and easily stood at his height. "Why don't you go spend some time with your backer? If you don't spend time with her, who knows if she's still going to back you when we get to Drybone." K'iara remarked more lazily, shifting to bend backwards with her hands on the floor in a bridge position. Her back cracked loudly, and K'iara flicked her tail with delight. It felt good to stretch out all her muscles again.
"Of course we're going to play in the water! You're not the only one here missing water baths." K'luha chuckled faintly and shifted herself forward at the edge of the wagon. "If only I could get do-" Luha blinked as she was lifted lightly from behind and set gently on the ground. K'yohko stood behind her, and looked somberly to Tahj. Although he said nothing, his eyes pleaded for Tahj to watch her aunt before the Nunh paced away. His arm had healed greatly, but the skin was still wrapped tightly up with bandages. K'luha glanced back to K'yohko's back with a small frowned before looking back to Tahj. "Here, help me get over to the springs." Luha resumed a more cheerful tone with her niece. "Or K'zhumi might kill me." She chuckled faintly beneath her breath, her ears having perked up for the first time in days.
K'yohko stalked back over to his grandmother K'takka, and remained in silence. His ears had been pressed about half-way down since they'd left camp and the immediate danger of an Amalj'aa strike had been gone. K'yohko had also all but refused to leave the elder's side, apparently paranoid for their safety. Since his outbursts and his thanking of his daughter, he had yet to speak a word to anyone besides K'takka. His grandmother and most of the older tribe members might have remembered K'yohko being quite the mother's boy for a very long time, and in some ways his refusal to leave the elders mirrored some of his younger behaviors.
K'iara stretched her arms out and yawned as K'ile paced about in front of her. Thick bags remained under her eyes, as the weariness from traveling with so many was catching up. While they often moved, it was never so many days at a time. It was beginning to wear on the flaming huntress. She didn't see how K'ile could be so much like K'yohko when he hated the other so much either. She flicked an ear down, tilting her head and rolled her eyes lightly at his ranting.
"K'ile, you've given our young bad ideas before and we don't shun you." K'iara snorted roughly, pushing herself to stand properly for a moment before squatting down to stretch out her sore muscles. "If you're so anxious about fighting K'yohko, take a spar with me. But please, whatever you do stop pacing." The huntress stood again and shifted to stand in front of K'ile. "Or I'm going to throw you in the damn springs. You smell anyway. You could use a water bath since they've got so much to spare." K'iara sneered at her uncle. Unlike K'ile, she was a tall miq'ote and easily stood at his height. "Why don't you go spend some time with your backer? If you don't spend time with her, who knows if she's still going to back you when we get to Drybone." K'iara remarked more lazily, shifting to bend backwards with her hands on the floor in a bridge position. Her back cracked loudly, and K'iara flicked her tail with delight. It felt good to stretch out all her muscles again.