OOC Note:
K'nahli merely nodded in understanding when K'ailia took it upon herself to chase after her mother. Secretly, she was happier that it was K'ailia going. It was better for all parties involved though she had not expected her sister to abandon her post to do so. She drew her eyes closed once more, returning to her original state and mirroring that of her father's appearance right next to her, unbeknownst to her. The absence of her vision served to almost enhance her sense of hearing, allowing her to focus more intently on what was being said and weigh every suggestion, possibility and even every unspoken alternative, compromise and fault that could result from pursuing such paths. K'nahli perhaps wasn't a person for sharing ideas or at least feeling the need to share them unless she felt strongly enough about the matter. However, she was readily, yet silently judging everything for herself. Forming her own opinions and drawing her own conclusions for each and every thing presented by others.
The moment K'yohko began to speak, K'nahli's right eye peaked open as she studied her father from the corner of her eye. He was... different from most tribe members. Not in a bad way, though she didn't see it as a particularly good thing either. Instead it just always peaked her curiosity when he had something to say. Perhaps it was his strength and the absence of both arrogance and vanity that made him stand out to her. It was not something she openly declared, not even to K'mih, but she truly did admire him as both a man and warrior.
Once K'yohko had concluded with his advice, K'nahli shut her eye once more, hiding all evidence that she had even been watching him. Instead a gentle smile crossed her features in subtle contentment.
K'nahli merely nodded in understanding when K'ailia took it upon herself to chase after her mother. Secretly, she was happier that it was K'ailia going. It was better for all parties involved though she had not expected her sister to abandon her post to do so. She drew her eyes closed once more, returning to her original state and mirroring that of her father's appearance right next to her, unbeknownst to her. The absence of her vision served to almost enhance her sense of hearing, allowing her to focus more intently on what was being said and weigh every suggestion, possibility and even every unspoken alternative, compromise and fault that could result from pursuing such paths. K'nahli perhaps wasn't a person for sharing ideas or at least feeling the need to share them unless she felt strongly enough about the matter. However, she was readily, yet silently judging everything for herself. Forming her own opinions and drawing her own conclusions for each and every thing presented by others.
The moment K'yohko began to speak, K'nahli's right eye peaked open as she studied her father from the corner of her eye. He was... different from most tribe members. Not in a bad way, though she didn't see it as a particularly good thing either. Instead it just always peaked her curiosity when he had something to say. Perhaps it was his strength and the absence of both arrogance and vanity that made him stand out to her. It was not something she openly declared, not even to K'mih, but she truly did admire him as both a man and warrior.
Once K'yohko had concluded with his advice, K'nahli shut her eye once more, hiding all evidence that she had even been watching him. Instead a gentle smile crossed her features in subtle contentment.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
