K'ile pulled himself up off the sand, sitting on his haunches and looking up on the women. "The tribe needs a new Nunh, and neither of the other Tias even know what the word means. If you really can't imagine a tribe in which K'yoko is not Nunh, then that's part of the problem." He stood and spun, his tail tracing a broad arc in the sand. Looking over his shoulder, he said, "In brighter years, the Nunh would be challenged every week, and still make time for his children. If he has gone soft and cannot defend his title, then he needs to be defeated. Otherwise our tribe has no Nunh."
He flicked his eyes towards K'iara. "I want to patrol. I'll see the Amal'jaa myself if they're there. I'll tell the huntresses I relieve to see to the drakes." As he began to walk away, he said, "My challenge will be delayed until we reach our new home in the north. The tribe will celebrate the success of the journey by watching me break K'yoko Nunh."
He flicked his eyes towards K'iara. "I want to patrol. I'll see the Amal'jaa myself if they're there. I'll tell the huntresses I relieve to see to the drakes." As he began to walk away, he said, "My challenge will be delayed until we reach our new home in the north. The tribe will celebrate the success of the journey by watching me break K'yoko Nunh."
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