K'ailia sat before the elders. She had expected this sort of reception. Especially given she had beaten K'ile back to the tribe camp. But she was not stupid. She listened to the words of K'jhanhi, but remained silent.
What had her mother told them? Did she even tell them about what had led to the decision? These types of questions raced through her mind. She wanted to tell the elders everything, and then accept whatever judgment they placed upon her. Even if it means she'd be a permanent exile, she knew deep down, this was something she had to do.
And so she sat, silent, ears in a neutral position, her tail wrapped around, resting on her lap. If they will give her a chance to explain her perspective, she will gladly accept it. If they decide to pass judgment without hearing her out, she would accept that as well. She had her suspicions on what she'd be coming into. But at least, she felt, she was at least doing the right thing in answering for her actions.
What had her mother told them? Did she even tell them about what had led to the decision? These types of questions raced through her mind. She wanted to tell the elders everything, and then accept whatever judgment they placed upon her. Even if it means she'd be a permanent exile, she knew deep down, this was something she had to do.
And so she sat, silent, ears in a neutral position, her tail wrapped around, resting on her lap. If they will give her a chance to explain her perspective, she will gladly accept it. If they decide to pass judgment without hearing her out, she would accept that as well. She had her suspicions on what she'd be coming into. But at least, she felt, she was at least doing the right thing in answering for her actions.
