When the hysterical mother looked back at K'mih, she was met with a horrified expression in the girl's face. The tanned Miqo'te closed her mouth quickly and stood firm, more out of fear than out of respect, albeit the latter was always present when she talked to her elders.
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"The last time I saw her, she was heading to her tent!" She informed the best she could. It was only after she pronounced those words that she realized how useless that information would actually be.
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Had K'ailia returned to her tent, her mother wouldn't have been driven to this state.
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".............."
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An awkward silence reigned in the girl's throat right after. Luckily, another Miqo'te that approached them diverted the attention towards herself.
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"The last time I saw her, she was heading to her tent!" She informed the best she could. It was only after she pronounced those words that she realized how useless that information would actually be.
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Had K'ailia returned to her tent, her mother wouldn't have been driven to this state.
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".............."
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An awkward silence reigned in the girl's throat right after. Luckily, another Miqo'te that approached them diverted the attention towards herself.
Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)