K'rahto's deep concentration made him completely oblivious of the shadow approaching him from behind. Even if his senses noticed his sister's scent, his tired mind didn't process that information as something unusual. It was a familiar scent, one he was used to; nothing that should matter at this moment, when his bow was completely stretched and his eyes were glued to the makeshift bullseye.
"...!!"
The familiar voice behind him was soft, barely a whisper, yet powerful enough to abruptly set his arrow free to the sky, with no aim and no control until it was lost in the horizon. Other than that, there was a surprised gasp and huge open eyes, but the Tia didn't unconsciously attack her. Despite his tiredness, he recognized his sister right away.
The boy turned around quickly to face her, his expression still startled and defensive.
"K... K'iara! What the hells are you doing here?"
For a moment, he felt really stupid. How could he become a good Nunh if even his own sister managed to take him off guard?
"...!!"
The familiar voice behind him was soft, barely a whisper, yet powerful enough to abruptly set his arrow free to the sky, with no aim and no control until it was lost in the horizon. Other than that, there was a surprised gasp and huge open eyes, but the Tia didn't unconsciously attack her. Despite his tiredness, he recognized his sister right away.
The boy turned around quickly to face her, his expression still startled and defensive.
"K... K'iara! What the hells are you doing here?"
For a moment, he felt really stupid. How could he become a good Nunh if even his own sister managed to take him off guard?
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
