"Well, yeah, if you mess it up and end up bringing death to the tribe?" K'ile paused to glare at Thal. "Yeah. That's evil, in the end." In frustration her tried to force the shirt off, but it got tight between one shoulder and his neck when it was half off and he got stuck with on arm up and his head conceal. She shifted and growled and struggled and pulled and his tail shook behind him. "Damn this thing!"
"Ul'dah for now then." K'aijeen said, calmly. "Those people will help too. They'll take us home."
"We don't want a bunch of Ul'dahns pushing their way into the tribe! This has come up before." K'ile threw the shirt down at Thal's feet. "Well-meaning Ul'dahns wanting to protect us with their weapons and give us food like we're hungry children."
"Ul'dah for now then." K'aijeen said, calmly. "Those people will help too. They'll take us home."
"We don't want a bunch of Ul'dahns pushing their way into the tribe! This has come up before." K'ile threw the shirt down at Thal's feet. "Well-meaning Ul'dahns wanting to protect us with their weapons and give us food like we're hungry children."
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