K'iara bit her bottom lip at the apology. It was kind of pathetic seeing as the trouble he'd gone and caused but, she couldn't really find it in her to stay mad. She wasn't particularly fond of staying mad anyway. She was like K'thalen in that way, or at least she had thought she was like her dad in that way.
The huntress frowned again as he walked off towards K'mih. She moved sharply to catch up with him and let her ears flatten a bit as they walked towards K'mih and the others.
"Okay, maybe we need a feast and maybe you're in a hurry, but can't it wait until we've moved? You literally just got back. You can't just go around and demand feasts and that people learn to fire dance!" K'iara tried to explain exasperatedly. "I mean it's... it's rude! Before we owe Azeyma respect, don't you think you owe us a little respect? I don't know what happened, but it honestly kind of looks bad on you. Can't you at least help with the hunts for a week or something first? Rushing this really isn't... it doesn't..." K'iara struggled to find the word before trying to step in front of K'ile to stop him. "It doesn't feel right Uncle! Won't you at least consider holding off on this for at least a few bells?"
K'iara's ears rang a bit when a rather abrupt scream echoed from Zhumi's tent. She frowned and rubbed at her ear. That sounded rather bad. Looked like Zhumi had her hands full. No way K'iara was going in that tent...
The deathly screech from the tent had indeed been none other than K'luha's as K'zhumi less than delicately snapped her bones in her hips. She was still too drugged to really be able to retaliate properly, but she did weakly try with her arms to hit K'zhumi, and completely miss.
The huntress frowned again as he walked off towards K'mih. She moved sharply to catch up with him and let her ears flatten a bit as they walked towards K'mih and the others.
"Okay, maybe we need a feast and maybe you're in a hurry, but can't it wait until we've moved? You literally just got back. You can't just go around and demand feasts and that people learn to fire dance!" K'iara tried to explain exasperatedly. "I mean it's... it's rude! Before we owe Azeyma respect, don't you think you owe us a little respect? I don't know what happened, but it honestly kind of looks bad on you. Can't you at least help with the hunts for a week or something first? Rushing this really isn't... it doesn't..." K'iara struggled to find the word before trying to step in front of K'ile to stop him. "It doesn't feel right Uncle! Won't you at least consider holding off on this for at least a few bells?"
K'iara's ears rang a bit when a rather abrupt scream echoed from Zhumi's tent. She frowned and rubbed at her ear. That sounded rather bad. Looked like Zhumi had her hands full. No way K'iara was going in that tent...
The deathly screech from the tent had indeed been none other than K'luha's as K'zhumi less than delicately snapped her bones in her hips. She was still too drugged to really be able to retaliate properly, but she did weakly try with her arms to hit K'zhumi, and completely miss.
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