It wasn't right. What K'nahli said didn't feel right at all. It didn't matter if some Hipparion members weren't very close or wouldn't spend much time with each other; they were still family, and family was the most important thing in the world. That was what K'mih had been taught, what she'd always believed.
K'nahli's attitude only fed the already uncomfortable tension. K'mih even had to fight the urge to step back when her elder sister turned to look at her. The pink miqo'te looked worried and lost, at a loss of words when K'nahli posed a question.
Was she wrong? It did feel wrong, but how could K'mih say or explain her own thoughts? Were they even right?
As seconds passed in silence, she ended up lowering her head in defeat, eyes on the sand.
"I... didn't want my sisters to be on bad terms..." was finally her answer, spoken with a weak voice that barely raised above the soft breeze. It sounded like an apology, for she'd wanted to help K'tahjha, yet she wasn't strong enough.
K'nahli's attitude only fed the already uncomfortable tension. K'mih even had to fight the urge to step back when her elder sister turned to look at her. The pink miqo'te looked worried and lost, at a loss of words when K'nahli posed a question.
Was she wrong? It did feel wrong, but how could K'mih say or explain her own thoughts? Were they even right?
As seconds passed in silence, she ended up lowering her head in defeat, eyes on the sand.
"I... didn't want my sisters to be on bad terms..." was finally her answer, spoken with a weak voice that barely raised above the soft breeze. It sounded like an apology, for she'd wanted to help K'tahjha, yet she wasn't strong enough.
Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)