K'luha's ears seemed to have made up their mind at K'ile's wandering with his opening line. They flattened down, and looking distinctly uncomfortable she shyed away from him. Her tail curled meekly around her bad leg, almost like a brace or support. The former huntress looked meekly at the hand he offered, her eyes lingering on it before darting up to his face for a moment, and then back.
"Talk?" K'luha questioned with a small nervous laugh. She pushed a cracking smile on her face, straighten herself up somewhat and pushing her hairs to stand straight through sheer force of will. "What talk? I-i couldn't imagine anyone-" K'luha trailed off abruptly as the nosy chocobo pushed its way forward and warked into K'ile's ear. A soft squeeze from K'tahja's hand brought her attention downward, and she tried to give a more genuine smile to her niece. Luha reached forwardly with her free hand and softly shifted to stroke the chocobo's beak. She had always enjoyed the company of the silly birds. Her own had made the journey to their new home admirably. Luha cast a sidelong glance at K'ile, unsure of how to feel or what to say.
"K'ile you should... rest... or lay down. We can talk later. Tahj wants to see the huntresses off and... that's what's important right now. Everything else can wait until later." Luha looked down to Tahj faintly and smiled a bit, patting her shoulder before starting to limp off towards the center of the tribe's circle.
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K'iara had gathered herself with K'nahli in tow to the center of camp. Most of the huntresses had gathered down, all speaking in excited and nervous hushed whispers to one another. K'iara herself enjoyed a small conversation with the second eldest huntress, smiling and flicking her tail behind her with anxiety. Every so often she let her eyes dart back over to the elder's tent, impatient for the moment they would appear.
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K'yohko stood some ways off from the center of camp, far enough to hear and see but not to interact. His eyes glassed over all the women, wondering just what sort of prey K'takka had in mind. The idea made him somewhat anxious. What if there wasn't enough food here either? They'd still only just arrived. What if this place wasn't good? How could they support a pregnant huntresses if the conditions were incorrect?
His usual thin stoic expression pressed into more of a thin scowl, and his eyes narrow to look harder among the huntresses.
"Talk?" K'luha questioned with a small nervous laugh. She pushed a cracking smile on her face, straighten herself up somewhat and pushing her hairs to stand straight through sheer force of will. "What talk? I-i couldn't imagine anyone-" K'luha trailed off abruptly as the nosy chocobo pushed its way forward and warked into K'ile's ear. A soft squeeze from K'tahja's hand brought her attention downward, and she tried to give a more genuine smile to her niece. Luha reached forwardly with her free hand and softly shifted to stroke the chocobo's beak. She had always enjoyed the company of the silly birds. Her own had made the journey to their new home admirably. Luha cast a sidelong glance at K'ile, unsure of how to feel or what to say.
"K'ile you should... rest... or lay down. We can talk later. Tahj wants to see the huntresses off and... that's what's important right now. Everything else can wait until later." Luha looked down to Tahj faintly and smiled a bit, patting her shoulder before starting to limp off towards the center of the tribe's circle.
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K'iara had gathered herself with K'nahli in tow to the center of camp. Most of the huntresses had gathered down, all speaking in excited and nervous hushed whispers to one another. K'iara herself enjoyed a small conversation with the second eldest huntress, smiling and flicking her tail behind her with anxiety. Every so often she let her eyes dart back over to the elder's tent, impatient for the moment they would appear.
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K'yohko stood some ways off from the center of camp, far enough to hear and see but not to interact. His eyes glassed over all the women, wondering just what sort of prey K'takka had in mind. The idea made him somewhat anxious. What if there wasn't enough food here either? They'd still only just arrived. What if this place wasn't good? How could they support a pregnant huntresses if the conditions were incorrect?
His usual thin stoic expression pressed into more of a thin scowl, and his eyes narrow to look harder among the huntresses.
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