K'nahli eyed the tia in confusion as he awkwardly drew an arrow on his own. His technique was messy at best though perhaps enough to get the job done should the situation call upon it. Regardless, in spite of his request she did not immediately note the impending danger. Instead, taking a step back, K'nahli removed herself from the tia's space. In part, her intention was to allow him more room though asked frankly, she would have replied that she feared for a drastically misfired arrow that may prematurely claim her life.
K'ile aiming towards a random spot in the sand had earned a little suspicion from the girl. He wasn't trying to show her something after all. Was something approaching? She certainly hadn't noticed, nor did she understand what he meant by his warning not to shoot her father unless K'yohko had learned how to morph himself into but a grain of sand. Regardless, K'nahli quickly yet nimbly slipped an arrow in place, resting it gently against the bow string as her weapon remained pointed before her feet in standby - awaiting any impending threat that may be looming.
K'ile aiming towards a random spot in the sand had earned a little suspicion from the girl. He wasn't trying to show her something after all. Was something approaching? She certainly hadn't noticed, nor did she understand what he meant by his warning not to shoot her father unless K'yohko had learned how to morph himself into but a grain of sand. Regardless, K'nahli quickly yet nimbly slipped an arrow in place, resting it gently against the bow string as her weapon remained pointed before her feet in standby - awaiting any impending threat that may be looming.
Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)