"If that's what you choose to do, then that's what you choose to do. I'm not going to defend the kid." K'ile Tia stood behind Elder K'deiki, his brow low over vexxed features, empty hands beside him, red-stoned bracelet still on his wrist. He hadn't expected them to make such a fuss over an outsider wandering into camp, especially one that arrived with family and just might be family. K'yohko looked like he hadn't been meditating enough or a vilekin had crawled into his pants.
His red tail flicking behind him, K'ile said, "If he is "K'zhuzu's kid, then he isn't that different from K'tahja: child of an outcast. You can treat him like an outsider if you want, but remember one of the main reasons we decided to relocate the tribe was to be closer to outsiders. So we could trade with them. If we don't want them in the camp anymore, we'll have a hard time trading."
His red tail flicking behind him, K'ile said, "If he is "K'zhuzu's kid, then he isn't that different from K'tahja: child of an outcast. You can treat him like an outsider if you want, but remember one of the main reasons we decided to relocate the tribe was to be closer to outsiders. So we could trade with them. If we don't want them in the camp anymore, we'll have a hard time trading."
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