"What!" K'ile flinched at the whistle, looking around, ears swiveling. His tired eyes didn't stay wide for long, though. The sun caught her face and he winked against it, one exhausted blue eye looking through his red bangs at the person who was shouting at him. K'ile half-suspected he was dreaming, for the apparent suddenness of the man's appearance and the way the chocobo were inexplicably multiplying.
"There's no good way to drive these birds," K'ile threw down the rains when he said that, noting the way the Chocobo pulling the carriage continued on unperturbed. He stood in the carriage as it continued, turning to retrieve a water skin and eyeing K'luha as he did so. The woman remained unresponsive, seemingly dazed.
"There's no good way to drive these birds," K'ile threw down the rains when he said that, noting the way the Chocobo pulling the carriage continued on unperturbed. He stood in the carriage as it continued, turning to retrieve a water skin and eyeing K'luha as he did so. The woman remained unresponsive, seemingly dazed.
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