The longer the female Miqo'te took to react to his latest confession, the more tense K'rahto'd grow. She finally turned to face him, graceful like the wind, with beautiful, always intense eyes that didn't fail to freeze him on the spot once more. At least it was her turn to do the talking, though that was hardly a comfort at this point. He knew he wouldn't be able to push the matter further. He'd placed his heart on her hands already; the rest depended on her, and her next reply would be crucial.
Far from condemning him definitely, however, K'nahli's words spoke of chances and hope, albeit those became very thin when the Tia realized what she'd just asked. An archery contest... against one of the best archers from the tribe. K'rahto had some experience with the bow, but (and he mentally cursed himself for this) the spear had always been his weapon of choice and the one he'd mostly been training with. K'nahli knew what the outcome would likely be, but the Tia couldn't blame her. She was a fierce huntress, it was only natural that she'd expect her Nunh to be either equal or better than her.
For a moment, he stared at her with uncertainty in his half frowning features, thoughts racing. The sound of her next sentence was so unpleasant that he felt the rush to speak. K'nahli hadn't even finished pronouncing the last word when K'rahto raised his voice with urgency.
"I accept your challenge! Just tell me when!"
If that was what she needed to feel respected and safe with him, so be it.
Far from condemning him definitely, however, K'nahli's words spoke of chances and hope, albeit those became very thin when the Tia realized what she'd just asked. An archery contest... against one of the best archers from the tribe. K'rahto had some experience with the bow, but (and he mentally cursed himself for this) the spear had always been his weapon of choice and the one he'd mostly been training with. K'nahli knew what the outcome would likely be, but the Tia couldn't blame her. She was a fierce huntress, it was only natural that she'd expect her Nunh to be either equal or better than her.
For a moment, he stared at her with uncertainty in his half frowning features, thoughts racing. The sound of her next sentence was so unpleasant that he felt the rush to speak. K'nahli hadn't even finished pronouncing the last word when K'rahto raised his voice with urgency.
"I accept your challenge! Just tell me when!"
If that was what she needed to feel respected and safe with him, so be it.
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
