"A scouting party. And the Nunh decided to run right in and kill them, didn't he? Perfect way to leave himself hurt and helpless and lead the Amal'jaa right to us. If there is a raiding party, it's the Nunh's fault."" K'ile scoffed, marching on, moving around K'lyrhi. He remembered her now, but his anger overrode every drop of sentiment he might have otherwise been mired in. "The only person 'standing around' here is you, isn't it?"
K'ile followed the scent of K'yohko's blood, turning his glare on the healers' tent. The tribe's new healer.
K'ile followed the scent of K'yohko's blood, turning his glare on the healers' tent. The tribe's new healer.