K'nahli found herself blending in with the gathering huntresses as they all awaited the final order to begin the ceremony. Though both her disinterested arrival and quickly selected destination seemed to be chosen at random, she still somehow managed to find herself near the edges of the group, away from the majority of the activity where many more of the huntresses socialized amongst one another and grew further anxious to finally begin the long-awaited hunt. The sound of bowstrings tensing in inspection and stone and steel both, being grated against and sharpened with whetstones passed over her ears as but a single, dull noise that hummed lowly in the background as she passed them all by and drew to an eventual halt herself.
She paused for only a second before also removing her weapon from over the body and giving it a slow yet seemingly close glance-over. Not that she'd likely have noticed right now even had it not been, but her bow had, as always, been in pristine condition. To the girl whose bow and the art of archery alike meant far more than just a means to provide her family with food - alongside the seldom but more shamefully enjoyed right to kill -, it was simply something that came naturally to her. Tending to her weapon every night to ensure it remained of the highest standard was as much a ritual for her as it was to breathe in the air around her.
The girl's thumb grazed gently across the finished surface as her eyes lay absently upon the wood's running grain. Her mind refused to allow her even the tiniest sense of indulgence in the fact that this was an activity that could normally rival no other for her.... and so she apparently remained, the only odd one from the group that had an entirely lacking sense of enthusiasm as a huntress and sister should.
The bustling excitement from those around her loaned to her ability to remain largely undetected and unnoticed even by those who resided nearby. It seemed that no time had passed at all until K'tahjha had returned with K'luha's response.
K'nahli's eyes very briefly met with K'tahjha's. Hers still very, clearly lacked their usual fire but perhaps it was something that would not go noticed by the youth, not that it was truly a concern of K'nahli's. Considering the idea that anyone might even ask about her well-being was a thought that yet lingered far away from her mind at the moment, an unnecessary concern that would remain lost amidst a sea far more important matters.
A stoic yet understanding nod was her answer before she smoothly returned her eyes forward once again to look out into the darkening landscape that soon would embrace, protect and hopefully too, provide for them all a new and better life than the one they had known for the past number of years.
She paused for only a second before also removing her weapon from over the body and giving it a slow yet seemingly close glance-over. Not that she'd likely have noticed right now even had it not been, but her bow had, as always, been in pristine condition. To the girl whose bow and the art of archery alike meant far more than just a means to provide her family with food - alongside the seldom but more shamefully enjoyed right to kill -, it was simply something that came naturally to her. Tending to her weapon every night to ensure it remained of the highest standard was as much a ritual for her as it was to breathe in the air around her.
The girl's thumb grazed gently across the finished surface as her eyes lay absently upon the wood's running grain. Her mind refused to allow her even the tiniest sense of indulgence in the fact that this was an activity that could normally rival no other for her.... and so she apparently remained, the only odd one from the group that had an entirely lacking sense of enthusiasm as a huntress and sister should.
The bustling excitement from those around her loaned to her ability to remain largely undetected and unnoticed even by those who resided nearby. It seemed that no time had passed at all until K'tahjha had returned with K'luha's response.
K'nahli's eyes very briefly met with K'tahjha's. Hers still very, clearly lacked their usual fire but perhaps it was something that would not go noticed by the youth, not that it was truly a concern of K'nahli's. Considering the idea that anyone might even ask about her well-being was a thought that yet lingered far away from her mind at the moment, an unnecessary concern that would remain lost amidst a sea far more important matters.
A stoic yet understanding nod was her answer before she smoothly returned her eyes forward once again to look out into the darkening landscape that soon would embrace, protect and hopefully too, provide for them all a new and better life than the one they had known for the past number of years.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
