Halting slightly to lock gazes with K'latolo, rolling a shoulder in an attempt to stretch out any cramped muscles from being used as a glorified couch. Raising a palm skywards to scratch behind one of his ears absent mindedly, his gaze flicking over towards the commotion.
"...Used to it."
Raising the splintered bow skywards to inspect it, he offered a slight huff before glancing back over towards K'latolo, offering a somber nod as he fiddled with the limp, swinging upper haft.
"...Might want to go after Sister Sandstorm over there... Before she rips apart the camp... and it's residents."
Kiht's attention swiveled over towards K'mih, Perking a brow skywards at the fact she was still there. Pursing his lips before wandering off to sit at the base of a nearby, sad looking arid tree. Plopping down by it's trunk.
K'mih opted to wander into the camp, probably in search for K'nahli, even though in irony she was at the heat of the moment.
"...Used to it."
Raising the splintered bow skywards to inspect it, he offered a slight huff before glancing back over towards K'latolo, offering a somber nod as he fiddled with the limp, swinging upper haft.
"...Might want to go after Sister Sandstorm over there... Before she rips apart the camp... and it's residents."
Kiht's attention swiveled over towards K'mih, Perking a brow skywards at the fact she was still there. Pursing his lips before wandering off to sit at the base of a nearby, sad looking arid tree. Plopping down by it's trunk.
K'mih opted to wander into the camp, probably in search for K'nahli, even though in irony she was at the heat of the moment.
