A long, but enlightening explanation. Through all of K'ailia's twists and turns and head nodding and sighs, K'yohko remained as stone as ever. His eyes closed and his ears stood up tall, taking in the words as they tumbled from her mouth and slipped into his ears. And yet, for all her explanations he could not make sense of her decisions. They were rash and thoughtless, like she had always been; like her mother. Especially from Drybone... He hadn't realized that they went to that place, to Eastern Thanalan.
It came as no surprise to K'yohko that K'luha was running away. Especially if she was away from the tribe and out anywhere near Eastern Thanalen. Keeping her away from that place and busy with K'ailia had really been the only reason she had been so sane for all those years after really. Or, it was what K'yohko reasoned and the reason he had finally given into K'luha in the first place. Which in turn, lead to his placement in the sand today with his wayward daughter.
However with all of her words done and said, things didn't add up to the Nunh. How could she have left in the first place when she still supposedly cared? He knew K'luha had told her the implications of leaving the tribe. But in truth, she was still a child and perhaps did not actually understand what leaving the tribe meant. She seemed to have said it rashly out of hurt feelings, more than an actual desire to leave. This, to K'yohko, seemed more reasonable. And more reason to propose his solution.
"A long time ago..." K'yohko began after a long silence, "Your mother went to Ul'dah. She was fascinated with the trinkets and people and city life. She expressed a deep desire to move to the city. She ran away. I brought her home and promised her never to tell that she had ever left. That is why when she first turned of age, she chose me as her mate. And her first child was not you. It was a boy. When he was only a few months old, he died. Her child was killed and she was beaten to a near death by a pack of Amaljaa in Eastern Thalanen. I brought her back, but she has never been the same since. Two months he died, she came to me demanding a second opportunity. In the void left by her dead son, she devoted every once of her being to keeping you safe and healthy."
There was a long moment of silence in which K'yohko caught his breath. His arms crossed slowly over his chest and he looked to the vast blue sky overhead.
"To see you leave, perhaps has reopened wounds that never healed properly. Returning to Drybone, probably also prompted her behavior. However, that is the case of your mother..."
His eyes turned and looked to K'ailia finally, casting judgement upon her, but not damnation. His ears twitched in a faint motion display only a mystery of emotions and his tail shifted tightly behind him.
"K'ailia, do you know what it means to leave the tribe?" The question was simple, and yet it stood with such a weight upon it may have crushed her.
It came as no surprise to K'yohko that K'luha was running away. Especially if she was away from the tribe and out anywhere near Eastern Thanalen. Keeping her away from that place and busy with K'ailia had really been the only reason she had been so sane for all those years after really. Or, it was what K'yohko reasoned and the reason he had finally given into K'luha in the first place. Which in turn, lead to his placement in the sand today with his wayward daughter.
However with all of her words done and said, things didn't add up to the Nunh. How could she have left in the first place when she still supposedly cared? He knew K'luha had told her the implications of leaving the tribe. But in truth, she was still a child and perhaps did not actually understand what leaving the tribe meant. She seemed to have said it rashly out of hurt feelings, more than an actual desire to leave. This, to K'yohko, seemed more reasonable. And more reason to propose his solution.
"A long time ago..." K'yohko began after a long silence, "Your mother went to Ul'dah. She was fascinated with the trinkets and people and city life. She expressed a deep desire to move to the city. She ran away. I brought her home and promised her never to tell that she had ever left. That is why when she first turned of age, she chose me as her mate. And her first child was not you. It was a boy. When he was only a few months old, he died. Her child was killed and she was beaten to a near death by a pack of Amaljaa in Eastern Thalanen. I brought her back, but she has never been the same since. Two months he died, she came to me demanding a second opportunity. In the void left by her dead son, she devoted every once of her being to keeping you safe and healthy."
There was a long moment of silence in which K'yohko caught his breath. His arms crossed slowly over his chest and he looked to the vast blue sky overhead.
"To see you leave, perhaps has reopened wounds that never healed properly. Returning to Drybone, probably also prompted her behavior. However, that is the case of your mother..."
His eyes turned and looked to K'ailia finally, casting judgement upon her, but not damnation. His ears twitched in a faint motion display only a mystery of emotions and his tail shifted tightly behind him.
"K'ailia, do you know what it means to leave the tribe?" The question was simple, and yet it stood with such a weight upon it may have crushed her.
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