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So many feelings the same, and yet they were so different. Different people, different reactions she supposed. And yet, being the one who had always been there for K'ailia's every desire, every heartache, every injury... she somehow also felt a little used. Perhaps that was just what motherhood was? Would her first kit have been the same? Would they have only left the tribe together? It was no wonder to K'luha now why K'piru left the tribe. Such heartache... and to return home only to be reminded by her empty tent and the smiles and cries of the other children? It tore at her a little more every day.Â
K'luha gave a heavy sigh and leaned back against one of the walls, her eyes drifting aimlessly to the ceiling.Â
"K'ile is stupid. He could never force you to mate or have children in the tribe and you know it. Not to mention he will never be a Nunh. Have you forgotten those things K'ailia? Your purpose was not to pump out kits. Nor was it my purpose. I chose to have you K'ailia. On my own free will, and against the will of the tribe I insisted upon having you because I wanted a child...." K'luha trailed off, letting a moment of silence fall as she pondered her own ignorance as a young adult. Certainly older now, and maybe after all of this a little bit wiser.Â
"I thought I had tasted loss when the Calamity struck. I thought I had tasted it when we lost our sisters and brothers and children. But I see now that I had not begun to fathom its bitter taste. I have made mistakes K'ailia. More than I care to recount and I am sure I will make more in days to come... but you have wounded me beyond my wildest imaginings. There is a rift between us now... Something that perhaps time will heal. Or perhaps not. Not only by your actions, but your words. I am sorry I cannot share in your joy of freedom."
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