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Izmina · **02-13-2014, 01:22 PM**

Feeling slightly relieved that K'mih had agreed to help her approach K'nahli and hopefully solve her problem, Tahj fell silent as they toted the heavy bucket of water back to camp. But she couldn't quite stop the cold knot of anxiety that formed in her gut as she followed her sister out in search of K'nahli.

K'nahli · **02-13-2014, 04:03 PM**

A young K'nahli, oblivious to the exchange that had been occurring not too far away from her, remained as still and as silent as before. Her maroon-saturated eyes continued to gaze out across the soft, saffron waves that decorated the desert floor beautifully as numerous, thin strands of blue hair swayed across her persisting stare through the warm and rolling breeze as though trying to steal her attention away from the unique scenery. The vibrant shades of cantaloupe, saffron and cerulean that were painted carefully across the landscape in the distance ahead of her continued to alternate at a calmingly, slow pace while it majestically offered a very simple but soothing and pretty show for the lonely archer as she resided in silence atop the humble rock.

It wouldn't be long before the tips of the girl's fine, perceptive ears would flick and twitch minutely in response to the discreet, but noticeable approaching sounds that would emanate from the direction of the camp. Without turning to verify what she had suspected, K'nahli blinked slowly in what would almost appear to be a look of lament as she buried her face a little more deeply into her crossed arms, hiding the lower portion of her eyes from view in the process.

("Can I not be let alone to my thoughts..?") she thought to herself quietly.

Clover · **02-16-2014, 09:50 AM**

It took K'mih just a few minutes to find she girl she was looking for. Her lips curved up intoÂ a smile, which would disappear just a few seconds later when she noticed K'nahli's gesture. Having sensed that someone was approaching her, the blue haired miqo'te hid her face into her arms, curling up further against herself in a defensive position.

K'mih's steps came to a halt right then. Now that they were so close, doubts had nested in her mind.

If K'nahli was still affected by the previous day's events, she'd likely not be the most receptive miqo'te. K'mih couldn't help but to look at K'tahjha for a moment, concerned and doubtful, as if her sister was any more prepared than she was to face the archer. No; she'd promised that she'd help her. Even if perhaps this wasn't the best occasion for that, she should at least ask K'nahli if she wouldn't mind talking.

After a few seconds, the young girl started walking again, shortening the distance with her cold sister.

"K'nahli..." She called her from behind, noticing her own fear; the last thing she wanted was to see anger towards her in her dear sister's eyes. Nervous hands met behind her back, fingers toying with one another as she forced a small and shy smile.

"Could we... talk for a moment?"

Izmina · **02-16-2014, 10:28 AM**

All too soon K'tahjha spotted the solitary figure and her posture told the girl that K'nahli might not want much company at the moment. Her heart sinking, the knot of anxiety she'd been nursing burst into full blown butterflies when she caught K'mih's uncertain look. Perhaps we should come back later? Tahj thought. But no sooner had the thought formed, then her pink-haired sister called out to the archer.

Tahj self-conciously pulled at the collar of her shirt to attempt to hide the vivid bruises on her neck and was not quite able to control the sinking of her ears and tail to a slightly submissive and apprehensive posture. Her thoughts racing almost as fast as her heartbeat, Tahj made a silent prayer for luck. Â I want to make this right. I hope that even if she won't accept my apology, perhaps she'll hear it.

K'nahli · **02-17-2014, 08:13 PM**

It wasn't until K'mih spoke that K'nahli finally threw a momentary, sideward glance toward the pink-haired miqo'te. Deep, maroon eyes trained on a timid K'mih for a few seconds before flicking upward to observe an equally anxious K'tahja lingering closely behind her. K'nahli's eyes narrowed subtly with disdain before her gaze returned ahead of her to look upon the vibrant landscape once more.

"We could, but it seems you have company.." the older archer replied with a casual tone, albeit, it carried with it a sharp edge.

Clover · **02-18-2014, 03:41 AM**

The look in K'nahli's eyes had been quite eloquent, even before her wordsÂ reinforced herÂ reluctance -her annoyance, even- to talk. K'mih felt something twist inside her stomach, her smile gone with worry; she wanted to help K'tahjha, but she didn't know how to approach her elder sister inÂ a way that wouldn't end badly.

The young miqo'teÂ took a few breaths, trying to find words, and decided to speak again.

"K'tahjha has told me that you two argued yesterday..." she started timidly. Albeit she'd initially wanted to ask K'nahli if she was still angry, perhaps the answer was clear by now. Her voice trembled slightly in some bits, but it still managed to convey her thoughts withoutÂ trailing off.Â "We don't have a home, we barely have food. Family is everything we got, our most precious treasure. Do you... still want to be mad at your sister for long, K'nahli?"

Her question was innocent and genuine, her tone devoid of any sort of malice even if her words might only cause more annoyance to her sister. Everything K'mih was doing, it was out of pure concern.

K'nahli · **02-18-2014, 12:20 PM**

"I am not as quick to declare strangers as family, K'mih" K'nahli's reply followed very closely after K'mih's words. Her gaze continued staring out ahead of herself while the two girls lingered just barely within the periphery of her vision.

"All that girl is to me is someone who assaulted me without true purpose. Tell me, why should I offer her my concern when I haven't shared words with her enough to deem her worthy of something that would otherwise be so simple? I cannot feign to have trust in her" she continued coldly with a tone that revealed little emotion.

She blinked slowly before calmly drawing her head away from the safety of her arms and turning it directly towards her younger siblings now. Her eyelids drooped slightly over her eyes, giving her an almost disinterested look as she spoke, something unusual for the girl.

"To the point, tell me what brought you here. You wish to tell me I was wrong with my actions?" she questioned directly in hopes of short and simple explanation.

Clover · **02-19-2014, 10:14 AM**

It wasn't right. What K'nahli said didn't feel right at all. It didn't matter if someÂ Hipparion members weren't very closeÂ or wouldn't spend much time withÂ each other; they were still family, and family was the most important thing in the world. That was what K'mih had been taught, what she'd always believed.

K'nahli's attitude only fed the already uncomfortable tension. K'mih even had toÂ fight the urge to step back when her elder sister turned to look at her. The pink miqo'te looked worried and lost, at a loss of words when K'nahli posed a question.

Was she wrong? It did feel wrong, but how could K'mih say or explain her own thoughts? Were they even right?

As seconds passed in silence, she ended up lowering her head in defeat, eyes on the sand.

"I... didn't want my sisters to be on bad terms..." was finallyÂ her answer, spoken with a weakÂ voice that barely raised above the soft breeze. It sounded like an apology, for she'd wanted to help K'tahjha, yet she wasn't strong enough.

Izmina · **02-19-2014, 11:11 AM**

K'tahjha's hopes sunk further with each exchange between her sisters until there was a lump in throat that threatened to choke her. She wanted to run and just not stop, but as K'mih's body language changed Tahj's eyes flashed angrily. She wasn't going to let the pink haired miqo'te take a mental beating on her account. Tahj would speak for herself and if K'nahli refused to hear, at least she had tried.

Her body held tall and strong, eyes and ears alert, Tahj portrayed her inner conviction as she took a step forward and sought K'nahli's eyes. As she spoke her voice was strong and clear although soft. "A long time ago mama told me never to loose your temper with family no matter who you felt was right." here her ears drooped slightly and a sheen of tears formed in her eyes. " Cause mama fought with her sister K'luha and they never saw each other again. She said being right wasn't worth losing family over, and they were more important than anything."

Tahj's head dropped towards the sand in Â self-reflection for a brief moment, and when she looked up again tears were streaming down her face, which she made no movement to wipe. "I broke that rule, and it was my fault. I can't make that right but I am sorry." she spoke the last on a small sob and turned away from K'nahli towards camp. In voice almost inaudible to anyone without sharp ears, she whispered,"I'm sorry mama but I tried."

K'nahli · **02-19-2014, 12:05 PM**

"We're not on bad terms. I am not so shallow as to wallow over what happened in the sense that you are thinking, I am just choosing not to be on friendly terms with her" she replied quickly once again with the same neutral voice as her glance took itself to look directly into the K'mih's vibrant eyes.

"Is that so unreasonable?"

When K'tahjha began to speak, K'nahli's glance carried over toward her with indifference though without the hesitation that the blonde archer had secretly anticipated. Her broken form struggled to speak her troubled mind as tears quickly overwhelmed and emotion swallowed her whole. In other circumstances, the sight might have tugged on K'nahli's heart and fed her with a poisoning sense of guilt, though that was not how it felt to the steely archer now. Instead, K'nahli couldn't help but wince a little at the sight of the girl, as though she were witnessing something very strange or even crude.
Regardless, neither the girl's words nor her abrupt exit did much to phase the blue-haired archer, after all, she was not her friend... and it was not her problem.

--((Assuming K'mih lingers long enough to hear K'nahli out))--

"K'mih..." the words came after a short pause following K'tahjha's exit. K'nahli's voice grew a little softer now as it naturally would when speaking to her sister, though her tone was still direct.

"I have no interest in hearing an apology from her because I do not appreciate it's purpose" she began while turning away to face back toward the landscape that had previously captured her interest. Strangely, it appeared less vibrant than it had only a few moments ago; as if, the girl thought, the discomforting encounter was sapping the interest and life out of the scenery around them.

"We have barely shared words. We know nothing of each other. To imply that she cares about my feelings on the matter is an insult"

She paused for a couple of seconds before continuing.

"She didn't come to make amends with me out of concern for my well-being... she just wanted to feel better about herself"

K'nahli sighed softly while offering her sister a short, but noticeable sideward glance in inspection. The young girl was the most kind-hearted soul she had ever known. Even if K'mih believed what K'nahli had said, that surely wouldn't stop the girl from consoling K'tahjha, not that K'nahli minded. Her small but lone worry was that perhaps her words were earning disfavour with the pink-haired miqo'te.

"If you still think me to be wrong then you should also be trying to have myself acquaint with the rest of the tribe because as I recall, you're one of the very few members who would dare to call me 'friend' " she added with an almost painful honesty as she took her glance completely away from her younger sister once again.

Clover · **02-19-2014, 01:49 PM**

Bicolour eyes had remained glued to the sand the whole time, the girl's expression and ears an image that eloquently described her sadness. As always, she was nothing short of an open book.

K'mih listened to K'nahli's words in silence, not daring to raise her eyes to her. Everything seemed to be upside down lately; K'ailia's punishment for trying to return home, K'nahli's distant attitude, even the sharp coldness she witnessed in her father's eyes the previous day. It felt as if her family was falling apart, and it was undoubtedly affecting her.

She was here to help K'tahjha, but that wasn't the only reason. She'd wanted to check on K'nahli, to talk to her and see if she was alright. Perhaps she'd wanted to see that her worries had been unfounded, that everything was actually okay. But nothing was. The uncomfortable sensation of being upside down was still there, worsening.

Inside her confused mind, a few things were still clear to her. For one, K'mih loved K'nahli. For another, she also knew how difficult her sister could be. What she couldn't accept, however, was her cruelty. The archer's comments about K'tahjha's selfishness pulled at K'mih's inner anger, until a frown was drawn in her forehead. That's when she finally got the courage to raise her eyes towards her elder sister, tense like the little insecure thing she was, and still somehow defiant.

"K'tahjha has been alone for so long, s-she just wants to feel that she finally has a family! There's nothing wrong about that!"

Oh, she was angry. Angry to always be left in the dark. She didn't even know what had happened to K'nahli the previous day; her sister wouldn't speak about it, wouldn't talk to her as if she was nothing, for nothing seemed important enough in K'nahli's life. Even if everything was still there.

"I know you always... prefer spending time on your own without anyone bothering you, but... b-but..."

As if letting her sudden thoughts out entailed a huge effort, her damp eyes closed tightly and her voice raised from her throat. The impulse of yelling helped her message to come out freely.

"K'nahli still has no idea of what being completely alone feels like!!"

She'd yelled at her dear sister without thinking, she knew. She'd regret it later, when she'd lose K'nahli like K'tahjha had. Oh, but anger and anxiety were there at that right moment and K'mih didn't know how to handle either of them. Unable to look at her sister anymore, the young miqo'te started running back to the camp.

K'nahli · **02-19-2014, 05:06 PM**

The anger in K'mih's voice reclaimed K'nahli's watchful gaze as large, ruby eyes that echoed interest fell back upon her tiny form that seemed even smaller from atop the rock where she stood, a rock whose height almost seemed to grow further and further with each passing moment. The archer remained silent as she allowed her younger sister to speak. Outside of the look in her eyes however, she may have otherwise continued to appear unphased.

"K'nahli still has no idea of what being completely alone feels like!!"
Kmih's final words before she abandoned the scene behind her in a flash of anger.

The older sister's maroon eyes followed the younger as she quickly departed. K'mihs reaction was unusual for her ever-happy nature, but expected by K'nahli in some form nonetheless.

"Is that supposed to make it okay..?" the miqo'te sighed quietly to herself before tearing her eyes away from the fleeting form of K'mih. Her eyes once again found themselves drawn back out toward the now-uninteresting sands where her mind sought the chance to wander as she stared blankly out across the monotone landscape for some time before swallowing hard against a complicated feeling.

"You've done it now, K'nahli" the girl thought aloud to herself with a false laugh that was quickly shadowed by an equally false smile. She carried her hand up to comb through her silky hair, laced with wind-carried grains of sand, as she spoke - bringing it to a rest in the form of a closed fist against her cheek before allowing it to slip back down by her side once again. The dazzling glare of the brilliant sun caused her restless and watery eyes to glisten softly in the warming light while she remained still for a moment longer, captivated my her own thoughts as she had been the past few days. The young archer's gaze then turned back down toward her bow that lay patiently alongside her. She stared at it for a moment with uncertainty, blinking slowly in the process.

She didn't want to train today either.

[End Of Scene]

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