Although K'ailia did not answer his question, it pleased K'yohko that she finally understood him just a little bit. He cared deeply about his people, about his girls. He had not been involved directly in their upbringing perhaps as much as he wanted to or should have been, but it did not mean he disregarded them or cared any less. His daughters were very precious people, and when they truly needed his help, he had long ago vowed to be there for them.
While K'yohko also was faintly tempted to foster K'ailia's dislike of K'ile, as he had mixed feelings about the red-head and his former brood, he would never have someone unjustly hate another family member. For even though K'ile had swung to new lows in his behavior, K'yohko felt he still had good intentions at heart.
"K'ailia, you did not answer my question." He sighed lightly, not frustrated with her or angry, but patient. She struggled to understand things, so he needed to spell things out clearly for the girl. "How do you help the tribe by being in the city? How do you help us on a daily basis gather food and water so we don't starve? How do you help up thrive in the desert, when you are not here? When someone is ill or injured, how do you help heal them when you are so far away? Give me proof. Give me tangible things. Tell me how it is you think you can do these things in the city away from us." K'yohko looked earnestly at his daughter, imploring her for the answers to these questions. Could he get more blunt than this? Perhaps not. He hoped she understood this time why no one believed she was helping the tribe in the city.
While K'yohko also was faintly tempted to foster K'ailia's dislike of K'ile, as he had mixed feelings about the red-head and his former brood, he would never have someone unjustly hate another family member. For even though K'ile had swung to new lows in his behavior, K'yohko felt he still had good intentions at heart.
"K'ailia, you did not answer my question." He sighed lightly, not frustrated with her or angry, but patient. She struggled to understand things, so he needed to spell things out clearly for the girl. "How do you help the tribe by being in the city? How do you help us on a daily basis gather food and water so we don't starve? How do you help up thrive in the desert, when you are not here? When someone is ill or injured, how do you help heal them when you are so far away? Give me proof. Give me tangible things. Tell me how it is you think you can do these things in the city away from us." K'yohko looked earnestly at his daughter, imploring her for the answers to these questions. Could he get more blunt than this? Perhaps not. He hoped she understood this time why no one believed she was helping the tribe in the city.
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