K'mih was among the huntresses who gathered near the fire, at a certain distance from the Tia who dared to challenge the Nunh that night. A new life, some would say. And it was, but K'mih wanted to believe that the new land would know of no other Nunh than her father for several more years. Her mother was beside her, half a gentle smile drawn in her lips.
"K'mih," the woman called her daughter softly, having noticed how tense the girl looked. "Who will your heart support in tonight's battle?"
The surprise in K'mih's eyes betrayed her emotions, before she turned her head back to the front and lowered it.
"I'm not ready... for a Nunh..." she confessed. Her mother nodded and turned her gaze to the brave Tia, still smiling. Perhaps it was her pride as one of K'yohko's companions what made her speak the next words, but she sounded certain of them.
"K'ile is older and less experienced than K'yohko. If he is to become Nunh, it won't be tonight."
As soon as the woman finished that sentence, the silent yet imposing presence of the Nunh caught the younger female's attention. Bicolour eyes glued themselves to him, unable to blink. She could barely breath at that moment.
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K'rahto tended to position himself away from the group, but not tonight. Tonight, he needed to watch closely. From his spot near the fire, he stared at K'ile as they all waited, arms crossed and darkened eyes. Whatever trick the man had prepared to obtain a victory against a younger and apparently stronger Nunh, he was eager to know.
"K'mih," the woman called her daughter softly, having noticed how tense the girl looked. "Who will your heart support in tonight's battle?"
The surprise in K'mih's eyes betrayed her emotions, before she turned her head back to the front and lowered it.
"I'm not ready... for a Nunh..." she confessed. Her mother nodded and turned her gaze to the brave Tia, still smiling. Perhaps it was her pride as one of K'yohko's companions what made her speak the next words, but she sounded certain of them.
"K'ile is older and less experienced than K'yohko. If he is to become Nunh, it won't be tonight."
As soon as the woman finished that sentence, the silent yet imposing presence of the Nunh caught the younger female's attention. Bicolour eyes glued themselves to him, unable to blink. She could barely breath at that moment.
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K'rahto tended to position himself away from the group, but not tonight. Tonight, he needed to watch closely. From his spot near the fire, he stared at K'ile as they all waited, arms crossed and darkened eyes. Whatever trick the man had prepared to obtain a victory against a younger and apparently stronger Nunh, he was eager to know.
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
