K'iara huffed heavily, axe hanging heavily in her hand. The perimeter was secured for the time being, and huntresses were patrolling. There was not a hand to be spared now, between the packing and the panic. But they needed more hands, and the only unused hand she could think of lay with her brother K'rahto. Someone needed to go out there and erase the cart tracks, and he was just the Tia for the job. Or at least the flame haired huntress had come to think.
The woman's lithe form was drenched in sweat from the heat of the sun, and the sand slid gently without kicking up when she came to a stop just a little ways from the healer's tent. Her mouth opened to call for K'ile, but her words failed to come when the purple haired girl jumped him. Her ears raised sharply in anger, and she shoved her axe into its hanging spot on her hip before lunging forward.
It was a swift movement, in which her hand grabbed the back of K'lyhri's shirt and with a heave dragged the over off of K'ile and onto the floor. She threw her arm forward in an effort to toss K'lyhri back to the ground and growled at her.
"What the hell!? What the hell is going on here!?" K'iara hissed, her raspy voice breaking several times in her angry outburst. The huntress sharply pressed a hand to her throat before she gazed back both astonished and a bit angry towards K'ile. "K'ile what are you even doing here? We need everyone on alert. Quit messing around!" K'iara urged him in a much softer and more usual raspy voice. "Can you go help pack the sundrakes K'yohko brought back? Or go relieve another Huntress patrol so they can do it?" K'iara looked pleadingly towards her Uncle before turning back to look at the purple haired girl. "And I'll take you back to the Elders. This was not what we needed when we're trying to pack up camp." K'iara grumbled more sternly.
The woman's lithe form was drenched in sweat from the heat of the sun, and the sand slid gently without kicking up when she came to a stop just a little ways from the healer's tent. Her mouth opened to call for K'ile, but her words failed to come when the purple haired girl jumped him. Her ears raised sharply in anger, and she shoved her axe into its hanging spot on her hip before lunging forward.
It was a swift movement, in which her hand grabbed the back of K'lyhri's shirt and with a heave dragged the over off of K'ile and onto the floor. She threw her arm forward in an effort to toss K'lyhri back to the ground and growled at her.
"What the hell!? What the hell is going on here!?" K'iara hissed, her raspy voice breaking several times in her angry outburst. The huntress sharply pressed a hand to her throat before she gazed back both astonished and a bit angry towards K'ile. "K'ile what are you even doing here? We need everyone on alert. Quit messing around!" K'iara urged him in a much softer and more usual raspy voice. "Can you go help pack the sundrakes K'yohko brought back? Or go relieve another Huntress patrol so they can do it?" K'iara looked pleadingly towards her Uncle before turning back to look at the purple haired girl. "And I'll take you back to the Elders. This was not what we needed when we're trying to pack up camp." K'iara grumbled more sternly.
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