For a moment, all of her fears faded to a warm happy sensation. The elders were happy to have Tahj in their family. And so was K'luha. She was so happy they had no debate on it. That K'ile had been right about it. And Tahj was going to stay. Oh the things K'luha could teach her. Maka would have been happy to. In a way, it felt like regaining a part of Maka that she had lost so long ago. And finally, her worry over the others had faded for a happiness she hadn't known in the last few weeks.
But then her grandmother addressed her. K'luha's happiness felt somewhat muted and she instead looked ashamedly to Tahj. She had so much to account for... to own up to. She was not looking forward to it.
"Ah, yes. Tahj, you father is the man outside the tent on the left. His name is K'yohko. Go tell him you're Maka's daughter and have him show you to my tent." K'luha smiled warmly to Tahj, masking her mounting dread. "Maybe some of the others will come to greet you as well, though I suspect that it might take some time for them to warm up to you."
But then her grandmother addressed her. K'luha's happiness felt somewhat muted and she instead looked ashamedly to Tahj. She had so much to account for... to own up to. She was not looking forward to it.
"Ah, yes. Tahj, you father is the man outside the tent on the left. His name is K'yohko. Go tell him you're Maka's daughter and have him show you to my tent." K'luha smiled warmly to Tahj, masking her mounting dread. "Maybe some of the others will come to greet you as well, though I suspect that it might take some time for them to warm up to you."