Although K'mana was right in addressing K'luha's fear, her words did nothing to assurance K'luha that she would indeed be alright. K'piru, K'airi, K'airos, K'ajijeen, and K'haz... every name hurt like an old wound. How could they leave like that? They were a part of their family. A family K'luha loved and had tried so very hard to keep together. To loose K'mana to the desert suns? Even if K'mana vowed she would return, there was no such promise. And when would she return? Would she even be able to return to a tribe?Â
K'luha shook her head no and took a step forward more forcefull, grabbing for K'mana's hand again.
"You can't leave! We need you here. If our family is ripping apart, leaving is not the way to sew it back together! K'mana... please... you can't leave.... please come back with me...." K'luha pleaded, sounding desperate. Everytime a family member left it pained her so. This was her family, this was what she had dedicated her life to saving and preserving. To watch people walk away from it like it meant nothing...? That wasn't something she couldn't allow.
K'luha shook her head no and took a step forward more forcefull, grabbing for K'mana's hand again.
"You can't leave! We need you here. If our family is ripping apart, leaving is not the way to sew it back together! K'mana... please... you can't leave.... please come back with me...." K'luha pleaded, sounding desperate. Everytime a family member left it pained her so. This was her family, this was what she had dedicated her life to saving and preserving. To watch people walk away from it like it meant nothing...? That wasn't something she couldn't allow.