K'iara lowered her ears at the young K'lyhri, exasperated with her excuses. Good grief. If she couldn't handle a little bit of criticism, she was younger than she looked. The elder huntress ran a hand through her short ruffled hair and looked to K'ile. She couldn't tell who was the larger child in this situation anymore. K'lyrhi with her sudden outburst or K'ile claiming wildly that he was going to break K'yohko. But there was one thing that brought a smile to her lips. Her ears perked up a bit, and she shook her head a little as well.
"That's only what I've been asking you to do for the last hours Uncle. Celebrate our move with some tradition! But you're not supposed to break him you dork, you're just supposed to beat him." K'iara rolled her eyes at her Uncle before looking back to K'lyhri. "And as for you, how old do you think you are? Only kids beat other people up, especially family, for saying things they don't like. That's not how we deal with that kind of thing here. Don't blame K'ile for that nonsense. If you didn't like what he had to say, you should have ignored it and done the job you were tasked with." K'iara scolded with a stern frown. She was quite used to being tasked as an elder responsible sister. This kind of scolding came quite naturally to her, and with her usually intense expression and deeper raspy voice, she usually came off fitting to the part.
"Quit sulking and do something useful instead of standing around and jumping family. You can go help pack the meat and then we'll take you to the elders." K'iara jabbed her finger back in the direction of the foot preparation area and raised a brow to K'lyrhi, implying she ought to move herself there and quickly. K'iara eyed K'lyhri for a moment before turning to jog and catch up with her Uncle. When she got close enough, she pushed out her arm to punch his back lightly and frown at him.
"Really, K'ile. Aren't you a little old to be running around talking about breaking people? Especially your Nephew? But more seriously, thank you for holding off on your challenge. We're in a tough spot here, and I think we'll all enjoy your challenge match more if we're settled into the new place. Do I just need to throw some girls on top of you to get you to make some sense now?" K'iara snickered lightly and turned her head forward. She shifted to rest a hand on the handle of her axe, her tail swaying pleasantly behind her. "If that's the case, I guess you really do want to be the Nunh." The red head huntress snickered lightly again and glanced outward to the horizon. "Hey, before you go relieve the others of their duty, can you collect the blood in the sand around the camp? We don't need any bad omens showing up, or to leave any signs we were here. Your cart made huge tracks across the sand too, so if you could run out that way and erase some of it, we'd be in better shape." K'iara looked hopefully to her Uncle, although she wouldn't have been surprised to hear him reject the request.
"That's only what I've been asking you to do for the last hours Uncle. Celebrate our move with some tradition! But you're not supposed to break him you dork, you're just supposed to beat him." K'iara rolled her eyes at her Uncle before looking back to K'lyhri. "And as for you, how old do you think you are? Only kids beat other people up, especially family, for saying things they don't like. That's not how we deal with that kind of thing here. Don't blame K'ile for that nonsense. If you didn't like what he had to say, you should have ignored it and done the job you were tasked with." K'iara scolded with a stern frown. She was quite used to being tasked as an elder responsible sister. This kind of scolding came quite naturally to her, and with her usually intense expression and deeper raspy voice, she usually came off fitting to the part.
"Quit sulking and do something useful instead of standing around and jumping family. You can go help pack the meat and then we'll take you to the elders." K'iara jabbed her finger back in the direction of the foot preparation area and raised a brow to K'lyrhi, implying she ought to move herself there and quickly. K'iara eyed K'lyhri for a moment before turning to jog and catch up with her Uncle. When she got close enough, she pushed out her arm to punch his back lightly and frown at him.
"Really, K'ile. Aren't you a little old to be running around talking about breaking people? Especially your Nephew? But more seriously, thank you for holding off on your challenge. We're in a tough spot here, and I think we'll all enjoy your challenge match more if we're settled into the new place. Do I just need to throw some girls on top of you to get you to make some sense now?" K'iara snickered lightly and turned her head forward. She shifted to rest a hand on the handle of her axe, her tail swaying pleasantly behind her. "If that's the case, I guess you really do want to be the Nunh." The red head huntress snickered lightly again and glanced outward to the horizon. "Hey, before you go relieve the others of their duty, can you collect the blood in the sand around the camp? We don't need any bad omens showing up, or to leave any signs we were here. Your cart made huge tracks across the sand too, so if you could run out that way and erase some of it, we'd be in better shape." K'iara looked hopefully to her Uncle, although she wouldn't have been surprised to hear him reject the request.
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