K'nahli wasn't the only one who caught the other's scent. It almost broke K'rahto's concentration, but he didn't stop his training. It wouldn't be the first time he noticed the huntress' presence nearby, anyway; it never meant anything, nothing more than a mere coincidence, for the two of them lived in the same tribe. This time, however, proved to be different when her unexpected voice called his name.
The Tia froze his movement, albeit he didn't turn his head to look at her, nor did he change his stance to a normal and relaxed one. He had merely paused what he was doing, an indication that he was planning to continue after hearing what she had to say. His eyes were slightly narrowed, focused on an unimportant point in front of him. And as much as he mentally cursed himself for it, there was a very annoying, very stupid tickle in his stomach.
She hadn't come to talk to him on her own accord, he knew that much even before she spoke further. There was no reason for her to seek him out unless someone wanted to deliver a message through her. What he'd never expect was a message like the one she voiced next, spoken so carelessly as if it lacked any sort of importance. It made the Tia's eyes open wider. It forced him to slowly adopt a normal stance, for his training really was over. Then, not less slowly, he turned his head and half turned his body towards her, observing the female with surprised eyes under a slight, perpetual frown.
"...Why me?" He dared to ask in disbelief. Were the elders aware of his feelings towards the huntress? Even if they were, sending him to Ul'dah with K'nahli was an odd decision. Perhaps it was a test; it sure felt like it.
The Tia froze his movement, albeit he didn't turn his head to look at her, nor did he change his stance to a normal and relaxed one. He had merely paused what he was doing, an indication that he was planning to continue after hearing what she had to say. His eyes were slightly narrowed, focused on an unimportant point in front of him. And as much as he mentally cursed himself for it, there was a very annoying, very stupid tickle in his stomach.
She hadn't come to talk to him on her own accord, he knew that much even before she spoke further. There was no reason for her to seek him out unless someone wanted to deliver a message through her. What he'd never expect was a message like the one she voiced next, spoken so carelessly as if it lacked any sort of importance. It made the Tia's eyes open wider. It forced him to slowly adopt a normal stance, for his training really was over. Then, not less slowly, he turned his head and half turned his body towards her, observing the female with surprised eyes under a slight, perpetual frown.
"...Why me?" He dared to ask in disbelief. Were the elders aware of his feelings towards the huntress? Even if they were, sending him to Ul'dah with K'nahli was an odd decision. Perhaps it was a test; it sure felt like it.
Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)