K'nahli's sudden outburst didn't fail to petrify the Tia. Nothing was done to stop her display of anger and violence against her new sister; he only watched, wide eyed, how the female he'd always looked at transformed into a more aggressive, more cruel version of herself.
As if she hadn't been cruel before.
When she was done tormenting her loving sister, she simply walked away without much of a hint of guilt in her voice. The boy just stood there with a serious expression, watching her back. His thoughts wandered, none of them coming out of the temple of his mind. Only after a moment he turned his gaze to the little city Miqo'te.
K'rahto had never spoken to her, but he'd heard about her story. She was the daughter of K'makanee Haaz, the woman who was exiled first, dead later. Everyone had lost someone in the Calamity, and yet everyone had been shaped differently after that night. This girl and K'nahli were very different, too much so. K'nahli hadn't been as strong, had she?
Despite the Tia's antisocial nature, he took a step towards the broken hearted girl and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"She'll be punished," he reminded her with a firm tone, his expression still serious. With eyes placed on the camp -or beyond it, wherever his thoughts were taking him-, he added. "Let's go back."
As if she hadn't been cruel before.
When she was done tormenting her loving sister, she simply walked away without much of a hint of guilt in her voice. The boy just stood there with a serious expression, watching her back. His thoughts wandered, none of them coming out of the temple of his mind. Only after a moment he turned his gaze to the little city Miqo'te.
K'rahto had never spoken to her, but he'd heard about her story. She was the daughter of K'makanee Haaz, the woman who was exiled first, dead later. Everyone had lost someone in the Calamity, and yet everyone had been shaped differently after that night. This girl and K'nahli were very different, too much so. K'nahli hadn't been as strong, had she?
Despite the Tia's antisocial nature, he took a step towards the broken hearted girl and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"She'll be punished," he reminded her with a firm tone, his expression still serious. With eyes placed on the camp -or beyond it, wherever his thoughts were taking him-, he added. "Let's go back."
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
