("This again..."), the Xaelan's begrudging thoughts, ones which were not concealed well behind the irritated glare that had greeted the Raen's gaze in response.
She was certainly a bold one. Those who knew of Nhogai of course knew better than to challenge him - while those who didn't were already dead. He eyed his subject closely, as fire and ice battled fearlessly back against the darkness that sought to oppress them. She had some nerve. Irritatingly so. Not only for the fact she were a mere Raen, but a female too? And a self-proclaimed, docile one at that. The audacity of it all was damn near enough to make the warrior grit his teeth, teetering on the limits of his restraint as nature would demand him to strip her of that unwarranted ego of hers. Her attitude was far too welcoming of her own demise. It quickly made sense as to how the great leader of their humble little family had so easily met his end - perhaps less so how it had not happened sooner.
Still, her words carried a faint power behind them; one that would slowly sedate the male away from those feelings of aggression with barely enough effect to keep him from barking at her - this time around at least.
"...maybe once I did" he replied with an unlikely honesty; a bitterness tainting the very manner in which he spoke as he turned his eyes away from the female, grossly offended by the thought of sharing unnecessary words with her kind it would seem.Â
Only a second or two passed before a thought occurred to him then. A single, unenthusiastic hand reached back toward where his clothing had bound securely against his waist. Procuring then a small object between his fingertips, the man slipped free a small card of foreign origin which he had earlier discovered concealed beneath the pillow he had been resting upon these past nights. Drawing it forward, he offered it only one last, brief inspection before presenting it then before Unzan's daughter.
"Your doing I take it?"
She was certainly a bold one. Those who knew of Nhogai of course knew better than to challenge him - while those who didn't were already dead. He eyed his subject closely, as fire and ice battled fearlessly back against the darkness that sought to oppress them. She had some nerve. Irritatingly so. Not only for the fact she were a mere Raen, but a female too? And a self-proclaimed, docile one at that. The audacity of it all was damn near enough to make the warrior grit his teeth, teetering on the limits of his restraint as nature would demand him to strip her of that unwarranted ego of hers. Her attitude was far too welcoming of her own demise. It quickly made sense as to how the great leader of their humble little family had so easily met his end - perhaps less so how it had not happened sooner.
Still, her words carried a faint power behind them; one that would slowly sedate the male away from those feelings of aggression with barely enough effect to keep him from barking at her - this time around at least.
"...maybe once I did" he replied with an unlikely honesty; a bitterness tainting the very manner in which he spoke as he turned his eyes away from the female, grossly offended by the thought of sharing unnecessary words with her kind it would seem.Â
Only a second or two passed before a thought occurred to him then. A single, unenthusiastic hand reached back toward where his clothing had bound securely against his waist. Procuring then a small object between his fingertips, the man slipped free a small card of foreign origin which he had earlier discovered concealed beneath the pillow he had been resting upon these past nights. Drawing it forward, he offered it only one last, brief inspection before presenting it then before Unzan's daughter.
"Your doing I take it?"
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
