K'luha clenched her fists. She couldn't decide if she wanted to punch K'ailia or cry. There was a lot of those ambivalent feelings thanks not only to K'ailia, but that fool Ventus and the other fool K'ile as well. She would just as soon be rid of all of them than constantly be thrown through more emotional shitstorms.Â
"Neither of us addressed it because it was a foolish statement he could never go through with, and you know it." Luha snapped back, clicking her tongue and narrowing her eyes at her daughter. "Was threatening him with death several times already not enough for you?" The elder miq'ote had to take a deep breath and a step backwards to cool her rising anger.Â
"K'ile is not dangerous. Do you think I would be able to go back to the tribe and return your things to you if he wanted to sever all contact between us? Do you think he would have helped us in our first a few weeks ago, if he really wanted to drive us apart? K'ile is not the problem here, and I don't know why you insist that he is!" K'luha huffed irritably, the hair on her tail standing up in her anger. "K'ile and I have not had sex and you should know it. We are close. I enjoy his company but he is a Tia and we know the law of the tribe. K'ile is firstly, incapable of 'going after K'yohko' as you put it, because I am almost positive that K'yohko would put him down like a young kit. Secondly, K'ile has already expressed to me, numerous times, that he could not and will not be a nunh because he does not think he would make a good father." K'luha's tail irritably smacked backwards against the wall as she eyed K'ailia dangerously. Her daughter's serious lack of respect was starting to get on her frayed nervous.Â
"If I wanted to break off communication with you I would have done so a long time ago. Every time you insist upon this nonsense that K'ile is trying something ridiculous or forcing himself on you and every time YOU, K'ailia, try to force me to pick what is more valuable to me you cause me trouble and pain! I refuse to choose between my family and my daughter because you are one in the same and that is that. And!"Â
K'luha pushed herself off the wall and moved closer to K'ailia with a sparking anger filling her daughter's room. She was not going to allow herself to be manipulated by K'ailia, nor the outsiders, nor K'ile any further.Â
"I am your mother. Speak to me with respect. I did not raise you to be so disrespectful, young woman. No matter how far above me you think that you are, no matter how your training sharpens your mind or senses, you do not treat me as lesser. If you wish me to leave your life then simply ask me to do so. I have already been wounded by you, I will not die if you do it again." K'luha snapped, her irritation and frustration towards the entire week's worth of nonsensical shit coming to a boiling point. She turned her back to her daughter and crossed her arms under her chest. She had to think for a moment. To calm herself.Â
"As for Ventus, he still troubles me. I am glad at least, to know you have solved his mystery. He needn't worry or repent. He simply needs to learn control. I will... speak to him about to ease his mind on the matter. I fear the man would do something foolish in a meaningless act of repentance on my behalf." K'luha waved a had dismissively and sighed, releasing a bit of her anger finally. The long walk home would be very welcome. Alone was precisely what she wanted now.