"I don't want to be Nunh. Other people want me to be Nunh, and the tribe needs me to challenge Yohko either way. That's a pretty big difference." The meat K'ile cooked was mostly not salted. He kept the cooking platter hot by occasionally adding a new coal, letting the meat sizzle and brown thoroughly -- likely far too thoroughly for Xha'li's taste -- before putting that meat in a covered urn that would keep it warm and preserved until the hunters returned to eat it. Occasionally he shuffled a piece of meat off to Xha'li for salting, which would dry and preserve the meat so that it lasted longer. Those would be eaten later in the evening or saved to be packed in pouches and eaten throughout the next day.
As K'ile worked, he occasionally glanced at the Elder, but he didn't engage her in conversation. He didn't know how. He did say to the air around him, however, "If I do win, I'm expecting the other Tia to get uncomfortable about it and start challenging me. Frequently."
As K'ile worked, he occasionally glanced at the Elder, but he didn't engage her in conversation. He didn't know how. He did say to the air around him, however, "If I do win, I'm expecting the other Tia to get uncomfortable about it and start challenging me. Frequently."
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