K'nahli Yohko wasn't just an outstanding archer; she also exceeded at pushing certain buttons masterfully. Her provocations and mockery had a natural negative impact in the Tia, whose fists tightened and teeth bared lightly like a threat. He'd hardly gotten a single night of good sleep for the past suns, focusing on his training as if life depended on it, yet she had the nerve to feel insulted?
"......................"
The worst part was that no words could prove K'nahli wrong in her claims, and thus K'rahto didn't want to fall prey of them. Actions would speak louder if he managed to show his improvements to her. He just needed to keep his mind cool... which seemed even harder than defeating the female in an archery contest, really.
Exhaling soundly and quickly through his nose, the Tia took a moment to clear his thoughts. What challenge could give him an advantage over her, if any...?
"Distance," he spat with disdain, eyes narrowed. "No targets. Let's see who manages to send the arrow furthest."
"......................"
The worst part was that no words could prove K'nahli wrong in her claims, and thus K'rahto didn't want to fall prey of them. Actions would speak louder if he managed to show his improvements to her. He just needed to keep his mind cool... which seemed even harder than defeating the female in an archery contest, really.
Exhaling soundly and quickly through his nose, the Tia took a moment to clear his thoughts. What challenge could give him an advantage over her, if any...?
"Distance," he spat with disdain, eyes narrowed. "No targets. Let's see who manages to send the arrow furthest."
Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)