K'nahli scowled angrily in response to K'takka scoldings. She could feel her subdued rage churning in the pit of her stomach and pumping unsavoury thoughts into her head, urging her to snap back and defend herself from the old woman's spiteful wrath. Her fists clenched tightly shut by her sides until her palms grew sore and begged for her relent.
With K'takka having returned to the cooling embrace of the tent's protective shade, K'nahli silently turned on her heels and proceeded away in the opposite direction to fetch her father as instructed. The situation bothered her greatly. She was not one whom had much affiliation with the elders under negative circumstances and she knew that remaining humble and respectful wouldn't be an easy feat should her patience be tested.
Her expression grew even more fiery and aggressive, as was natural for the girl. Though this wasn't tolerable. She needed to calm down.
With K'takka having returned to the cooling embrace of the tent's protective shade, K'nahli silently turned on her heels and proceeded away in the opposite direction to fetch her father as instructed. The situation bothered her greatly. She was not one whom had much affiliation with the elders under negative circumstances and she knew that remaining humble and respectful wouldn't be an easy feat should her patience be tested.
Her expression grew even more fiery and aggressive, as was natural for the girl. Though this wasn't tolerable. She needed to calm down.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
