Nudging the water towards K'luha, making sure to allow her to frame it as a victory so that she didn't decide to keep being stubborn, K'ile pulled his finger from his mouth and shifted his jaw around, tasting the dirt. He wiped his hand off on the leg of his pants, tail whipping around behind him. "I know how to control it. The Elders have never been too hard on me in the past, and besides, it's not like they're going to be exiling me right before the tribe migrates anyway."
One ear twitching, he glanced over his shoulder at the young man, Xha'li, recalling something he'd said moments before. "We don't have use for conjury out here, so don't worry about it. You're more useful steering the Chocobo."
One ear twitching, he glanced over his shoulder at the young man, Xha'li, recalling something he'd said moments before. "We don't have use for conjury out here, so don't worry about it. You're more useful steering the Chocobo."
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