
Having been unsuccessful in locating her sister, wandering about the camp and not knowing her tent position in the new area, K'tahjha reluctantly goes back towards the fire. She skirts the edge of the area keeping as far from the flames as she can. She scans the gathering crowd, hoping to see her aunt or K'iara, she didn't know if she was allowed to eat the food, but her stomach growls hungrily. She frowns briefly at K'ile's announcement. Surely this was a joke or just for entertainment, she didn't want to see either getting hurt.
K'zhumi glides into the fire circle, adorned in her ceremonial gear, the trinkets and jewelery sparkling and glowing in the firelight. She scowls, there was no way that Tia would be K'yohko in a fair challenge, but for sure her services would be needed before morning.
K'zhumi glides into the fire circle, adorned in her ceremonial gear, the trinkets and jewelery sparkling and glowing in the firelight. She scowls, there was no way that Tia would be K'yohko in a fair challenge, but for sure her services would be needed before morning.