The sudden scurry of feet thumping across the compacted sand caught the weary girl's attention on her way back to her tent after having concluded her chores. Her maroon eyes were quickly carried back over her shoulder with the gentle tilt of her head to investigate the reason for the sudden commotion. Her sisters, a small number of the tribe's young huntresses, had their weapons drawn as they defiantly barricaded entry into the camp in order to deny access to an unseen visitor.
"Not another step!"
In spite of the vicious declarations, the aggressive scene did very little toward alarming the young archer. Instead, sheer curiosity was the sole reason that she found herself slowly approaching the rowdy gang with ears perked slightly hinting her intrigue.
Pushing past the huntresses she quietly made her way to the front of the group only to behold a very, unexpected sight.
"...K'ailia...?!" K'nahli retorted in sheer disbelief while cocking an eyebrow.
K'ailia; K'nahli's estranged, younger sibling whom had denounced her position as a tribe member quite some time ago to embrace the life of a more modern and civilized Eorzea stood idly before her with a expression that boasted adamance and conviction. Her sage eyes met with K'nahli's stare in a moment's silence as an uneasy audience loitered anxiously behind, exchanging uncertain glances and quiet whispers.
"...What.....why are you here?" K'nahli finally spoke after having overcome the surprising, unannounced appearance of her younger sister. Her gaze remained firm and direct as she tried to conceal unnecessary emotions and remain true to tribal law. If K'ailia thought she could just walk back into the camp as if nothing had ever happened, as if her decision to turn her back on her family in exchange for her own selfish pursuits had quickly been forgotten, then she had yet to outgrow her naivety.
"Not another step!"
"You're not welcome here, turn back now!"
"Return to your Ul'dahn masters!"
          "Don't test us, outsider..."
In spite of the vicious declarations, the aggressive scene did very little toward alarming the young archer. Instead, sheer curiosity was the sole reason that she found herself slowly approaching the rowdy gang with ears perked slightly hinting her intrigue.
Pushing past the huntresses she quietly made her way to the front of the group only to behold a very, unexpected sight.
"...K'ailia...?!" K'nahli retorted in sheer disbelief while cocking an eyebrow.
K'ailia; K'nahli's estranged, younger sibling whom had denounced her position as a tribe member quite some time ago to embrace the life of a more modern and civilized Eorzea stood idly before her with a expression that boasted adamance and conviction. Her sage eyes met with K'nahli's stare in a moment's silence as an uneasy audience loitered anxiously behind, exchanging uncertain glances and quiet whispers.
"...What.....why are you here?" K'nahli finally spoke after having overcome the surprising, unannounced appearance of her younger sister. Her gaze remained firm and direct as she tried to conceal unnecessary emotions and remain true to tribal law. If K'ailia thought she could just walk back into the camp as if nothing had ever happened, as if her decision to turn her back on her family in exchange for her own selfish pursuits had quickly been forgotten, then she had yet to outgrow her naivety.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
