Nervous and embarrassed, K'mih accepted the flaming staff from K'ile's hand. She held it carefully, clearly wary of the flames. How could she dance with them when she feared them so much?
"I'm sorry, I'll do my best..." she said, as determined as she could sound. The only time K'mih ever had some sort of real responsibility over her shoulders, it'd been during her adulthood trial. Even that task couldn't compare to this, for the trial was something she had to do for herself, while this... this, she had to do for her whole family, both alive and dead. Failure wasn't an option now.
Her eyes fixed themselves on the Tia once more, as fragile as they were focused. When the melody of the elder's words reached her ears, K'mih fought the urge to lower her gaze. The weight of responsibility felt too heavy; as a firedancer... as a female.
"I'm sorry, I'll do my best..." she said, as determined as she could sound. The only time K'mih ever had some sort of real responsibility over her shoulders, it'd been during her adulthood trial. Even that task couldn't compare to this, for the trial was something she had to do for herself, while this... this, she had to do for her whole family, both alive and dead. Failure wasn't an option now.
Her eyes fixed themselves on the Tia once more, as fragile as they were focused. When the melody of the elder's words reached her ears, K'mih fought the urge to lower her gaze. The weight of responsibility felt too heavy; as a firedancer... as a female.
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
