Another ten or possibly fifteen minutes had passed before K'nahli forced herself away from the arrows she had been carving to finally begin her reluctant search for K'rahto Tia. K'tasha never mentioned that she would be passing on the message to him in her stead, so it was safe to assume that he still didn't know. With a sigh, the girl pushed herself to her feet and headed toward K'iara's tent.
Arriving there, she found a number of other huntresses nearby attending to their own daily rituals as though the day were any other. A few hushed whispers here and there, likely in relation to the previous night's events, could be hear scattered amongst the different groups - though otherwise things were mostly quiet at this hour. The same could be said for her targets' tent in fact, as neither K'iara nor K'rahto appeared to be anywhere nearby.
K'nahli took a brief glance around the surrounding areas before a few questions aimed toward those nearby managed to reveal the direction in which K'rahto was last seen departing. With a gratuitous bow of her head, K'nahli left the pair of huntresses behind and begrudgingly headed in the direction they had pointed her.
Of course he'd be out here alone.
(......)
Arriving to the summit of a small incline, K'nahli eventually found the boy with the aid of her heightened senses. At this point his scent in particular had almost become instantly recognisable to her. That uneasy sense of foreboding that usually arrived shortly before he would "grace" her presence was likely a result of which - as she had so cynically concluded.
The girl drew to a stop for a moment, watching the tia, K'rahto, as he obliviously(or so it seemed) continued with his own personal training. Though she was unfamiliar with the boy's habits, she was not surprised to find that this was what he was up to all the way out here. She shared that sentiment after all, as opposed to the many others who preferred to train in groups, some even while remaining in the heart of the tribe's settlement. The girl's eyes remained fixed upon the tia for a moment of silent admiration. His movements were swift and precise, refined and well-rehearsed. In truth, it was almost fascinating to behold; at times even resembling a dance with it's fluid movements. That wasn't to say that she hadn't seen better displays by older and more veteran lancers in the past, of course, though perhaps it came as some slight surprise to the girl when compared against the initially, clumsy performance which he displayed when attempting to best her in the archery contest some moons prior.
A short-lived impression, though an impression nonetheless. If she were to find but a single positive point, then at least they shared some interest.
Exhaling softly as she prepared herself, K'nahli made her way down toward the boy - approaching from behind.
"Oi.... K'rahto..." the girl called after the tia from a couple of yalms away, still out of direct sight.
"The elders want you to come with me to Ul'dah. Today." she continued bluntly, already appearing as though she were about to leave once again - even before the boy could react to her presence.
Arriving there, she found a number of other huntresses nearby attending to their own daily rituals as though the day were any other. A few hushed whispers here and there, likely in relation to the previous night's events, could be hear scattered amongst the different groups - though otherwise things were mostly quiet at this hour. The same could be said for her targets' tent in fact, as neither K'iara nor K'rahto appeared to be anywhere nearby.
K'nahli took a brief glance around the surrounding areas before a few questions aimed toward those nearby managed to reveal the direction in which K'rahto was last seen departing. With a gratuitous bow of her head, K'nahli left the pair of huntresses behind and begrudgingly headed in the direction they had pointed her.
Of course he'd be out here alone.
(......)
Arriving to the summit of a small incline, K'nahli eventually found the boy with the aid of her heightened senses. At this point his scent in particular had almost become instantly recognisable to her. That uneasy sense of foreboding that usually arrived shortly before he would "grace" her presence was likely a result of which - as she had so cynically concluded.
The girl drew to a stop for a moment, watching the tia, K'rahto, as he obliviously(or so it seemed) continued with his own personal training. Though she was unfamiliar with the boy's habits, she was not surprised to find that this was what he was up to all the way out here. She shared that sentiment after all, as opposed to the many others who preferred to train in groups, some even while remaining in the heart of the tribe's settlement. The girl's eyes remained fixed upon the tia for a moment of silent admiration. His movements were swift and precise, refined and well-rehearsed. In truth, it was almost fascinating to behold; at times even resembling a dance with it's fluid movements. That wasn't to say that she hadn't seen better displays by older and more veteran lancers in the past, of course, though perhaps it came as some slight surprise to the girl when compared against the initially, clumsy performance which he displayed when attempting to best her in the archery contest some moons prior.
A short-lived impression, though an impression nonetheless. If she were to find but a single positive point, then at least they shared some interest.
Exhaling softly as she prepared herself, K'nahli made her way down toward the boy - approaching from behind.
"Oi.... K'rahto..." the girl called after the tia from a couple of yalms away, still out of direct sight.
"The elders want you to come with me to Ul'dah. Today." she continued bluntly, already appearing as though she were about to leave once again - even before the boy could react to her presence.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
