K'iara chuckled lightly, although her chuckling sounded more like a raspy choking than a chuckle. She moved to nudge her uncle with a hard shoulder before pulling her axe from her hip. The news of postponement had lightened her steps and demeanor visibly, and her ears stood atop her head both with alertness and enjoyment.
"Taking yourself a little bit too seriously?" K'iara snorted again, her daring blue eyes scanning over the horizon. "But that's a good man, wiping off all those scents and whatever tracks you left behind. " She shifted again with her unmanned hand in an effort to pat his back hard. "Go get 'em kitten. Just don't let the Amal'jaa bite your shoulder off or it won't be a very fun fight to watch! No one's seriously challenged K'yohko in a long time. Better make it a spectacular fight, or I'll be disappointed in you." K'iara turned sharply on her heel and started heading off to wave down a few huntresses.
K'yohko felt dazed and distant from the conversation finally. Even K'zhumi's screech only faintly reached him. He found himself grateful for K'mih's brief support, and he had to strain himself to sit up properly so she might scrub his wounds clean. The Nunh grunted softly at K'mih's effort and whimpering before looking more softly to her.
"K'mih..." he muttered slowly beneath his breath. "Thank you. You've done well."
"Taking yourself a little bit too seriously?" K'iara snorted again, her daring blue eyes scanning over the horizon. "But that's a good man, wiping off all those scents and whatever tracks you left behind. " She shifted again with her unmanned hand in an effort to pat his back hard. "Go get 'em kitten. Just don't let the Amal'jaa bite your shoulder off or it won't be a very fun fight to watch! No one's seriously challenged K'yohko in a long time. Better make it a spectacular fight, or I'll be disappointed in you." K'iara turned sharply on her heel and started heading off to wave down a few huntresses.
K'yohko felt dazed and distant from the conversation finally. Even K'zhumi's screech only faintly reached him. He found himself grateful for K'mih's brief support, and he had to strain himself to sit up properly so she might scrub his wounds clean. The Nunh grunted softly at K'mih's effort and whimpering before looking more softly to her.
"K'mih..." he muttered slowly beneath his breath. "Thank you. You've done well."
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