K'nahli paused in motion upon hearing her sister's innocent inquiry. Disbelief expectantly flowed through her words at the thought of her sister's own self-doubt during her trial little over one year prior. Hey eyes locked onto the grainy ground in thought as she replayed the question carefully in her head.
(“Didn’t you… believe that you could do it?â€)
Didn't she? K'nahli was far from arrogant but her years of training with the bow had certainly paid off and left her a step above most tribe members her age back then. In fact, she knew she could do it. Even then, why was she unable to sleep the night before? K'nahli's eyes briefly darted in her younger sister's direction as she remained behind her, awaiting an answer with a painfully worried look. She smiled wryly to herself before returning to load another arrow.
"I guess that when you have something to lose, something that means more to you than anything... even tasks that are normally seen as trivial can make you doubt yourself" she confessed as she fired at the most distant target, her arrow this time, just grazing the top of the discarded, tin pitcher.
K'nahli narrowed her eyes in response to her misdirected arrow, but this time she did not immediately attempt to reload and instead stared blankly into the distance in deep thought.
"You're a good warrior, K'mih, and I have no doubt you'll do well in the trial" she suddenly announced in a slightly more optimistic, but steady tune, breaking the momentary silence.
She hunkered down to place her bow carefully on the ground next to her before reaching forward to grab another arrow. With her back still turned to her sister, she gripped it with both hands and snapped it cleanly, breaking off the entire shaft. She discarded everything but the arrowhead before bouncing back to her feet and turning to approach her sister.
"Anyways..." she began as she stepped towards her, clutching the small piece of carved stone in her fist. She reached out for K'mih's hand and drew it closer, turning her open palm out before her.
"I'll be there cheering you on from the sidelines just like you did for me" she said with a gentle smile as she placed the arrowhead in her sister's small palm, offering it as a token of good fortune.
(“Didn’t you… believe that you could do it?â€)
Didn't she? K'nahli was far from arrogant but her years of training with the bow had certainly paid off and left her a step above most tribe members her age back then. In fact, she knew she could do it. Even then, why was she unable to sleep the night before? K'nahli's eyes briefly darted in her younger sister's direction as she remained behind her, awaiting an answer with a painfully worried look. She smiled wryly to herself before returning to load another arrow.
"I guess that when you have something to lose, something that means more to you than anything... even tasks that are normally seen as trivial can make you doubt yourself" she confessed as she fired at the most distant target, her arrow this time, just grazing the top of the discarded, tin pitcher.
K'nahli narrowed her eyes in response to her misdirected arrow, but this time she did not immediately attempt to reload and instead stared blankly into the distance in deep thought.
"You're a good warrior, K'mih, and I have no doubt you'll do well in the trial" she suddenly announced in a slightly more optimistic, but steady tune, breaking the momentary silence.
She hunkered down to place her bow carefully on the ground next to her before reaching forward to grab another arrow. With her back still turned to her sister, she gripped it with both hands and snapped it cleanly, breaking off the entire shaft. She discarded everything but the arrowhead before bouncing back to her feet and turning to approach her sister.
"Anyways..." she began as she stepped towards her, clutching the small piece of carved stone in her fist. She reached out for K'mih's hand and drew it closer, turning her open palm out before her.
"I'll be there cheering you on from the sidelines just like you did for me" she said with a gentle smile as she placed the arrowhead in her sister's small palm, offering it as a token of good fortune.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
