K'nahli's words softened right before K'rahto could snap again. The Tia took a moment to look at her as she asked what he wanted her to do, actually taken aback by the change in her arrogant attitude. All the hurry and aggressiveness he’d displayed a moment ago seemed to fade for that wordless instant, in which he simply stared at her with a weakened frown.
He barely had time to regain his speech when a familiar and treacherous hand suddenly pinched his ear. K’rahto shut his eyes tight and made a pained sound. When he turned his attention towards his sister, embarrassment and annoyance were all over his features.
“I was about to do that!†He groaned to both K’iara and K’zhumi, his pride hurt like many other times. ‘You won’t treat me that way when I become Nunh’, was his next thought, a forced form of comfort as he positioned himself to grab the board. He waited for K’nahli to do the same with the other side, albeit he avoided looking at her then.
[…]
The pink haired miqo’te observed what the stranger was doing with obvious curiosity, fingers toying with each other behind her back. She watched how he walked to his pack, and she still stood in the same spot when he came back. Perhaps her stare could be unnerving, but she truly meant no harm.
At his words, her expression seemed to sadden a bit. On countless times had she heard that the outside world was a dangerous place, full of dangerous people, but she was unable to mistrust that miqo’te. The boy merely wanted to feel welcome and have a place to spend the night at, what harm could he cause? He wasn’t being rude to her either, he wasn’t armed…
When he talked to his chocobo, K’mih smiled innocently. She didn’t want to discuss threats or punishment; she wasn’t there for that reason.
“Rin…†She repeated, looking at the chocobo. Truth be told, she’d always wanted to have a chocobo of her own, a friend she could take care of. Then, turning her eyes back to him, she said with a friendly –albeit slightly shy- tone.
“I’m K’mih.â€
He barely had time to regain his speech when a familiar and treacherous hand suddenly pinched his ear. K’rahto shut his eyes tight and made a pained sound. When he turned his attention towards his sister, embarrassment and annoyance were all over his features.
“I was about to do that!†He groaned to both K’iara and K’zhumi, his pride hurt like many other times. ‘You won’t treat me that way when I become Nunh’, was his next thought, a forced form of comfort as he positioned himself to grab the board. He waited for K’nahli to do the same with the other side, albeit he avoided looking at her then.
[…]
The pink haired miqo’te observed what the stranger was doing with obvious curiosity, fingers toying with each other behind her back. She watched how he walked to his pack, and she still stood in the same spot when he came back. Perhaps her stare could be unnerving, but she truly meant no harm.
At his words, her expression seemed to sadden a bit. On countless times had she heard that the outside world was a dangerous place, full of dangerous people, but she was unable to mistrust that miqo’te. The boy merely wanted to feel welcome and have a place to spend the night at, what harm could he cause? He wasn’t being rude to her either, he wasn’t armed…
When he talked to his chocobo, K’mih smiled innocently. She didn’t want to discuss threats or punishment; she wasn’t there for that reason.
“Rin…†She repeated, looking at the chocobo. Truth be told, she’d always wanted to have a chocobo of her own, a friend she could take care of. Then, turning her eyes back to him, she said with a friendly –albeit slightly shy- tone.
“I’m K’mih.â€
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
