An un-satisfied grunt emitted from the Seeker as the sun had peeked over the edge of the wall which surrounded the city. Approaching the gates with ease, he'd stop short as a female Seeker intercepted him and stood between him and the gate, blinking as if she was bewildered. He perked his eyebrow, "Yes?"
The woman looked around briefly before resting her eyes on the Miqo'te who was wearing black leather from the neck down which went well with his tanned skin. Two daggers rested at his side and a bow tossed over his shoulder, "X'ahce? Where are you going?"Â
He rolled his eyes and walked around the woman towards the gates, but she followed persistently, "X'ahce! Where are you going! I want an answer! I've been looking for you for days now!"Â
He sighed and continued to walk, but spoke in a deep yet clear tone, "I'm leaving, and I'm fairly sure you already understand why."
The woman pursed her lips and caught up to him and grabbed his left arm and tried to pull him back. He'd pause for a moment to glance over his shoulder to her before shrugging his shoulders and continued to walk forward and half-dragging her along with him even though she tried to restrain him, "I know you want to try and find your parents, but you're the last Nuhn on the hunting grounds-- Do you even care about your accomplishments here?!"
He had now dragged her to the gates and now crossed the threshhold to the outside of the walls, eyeing the cart a little while away, "Pretend the Tia is the new Nuhn. I've got other matter to handle. I've already assisted the clan for the season. You'll live."
She fumed, "Pretend the Tia is the Nuhn? ARE YOU CRAZY?! I'm not sleeping with a Tia! He's also rather ugly."
He looked over his shoulder once more, his amber gaze falling on her green orbs for a few seconds before giving her a humorous smirk, "Just close your eyes and pretend he's prettier than any male you've ever seen."
She perked her eyebrow in a casual yet un-amused manner, "Or you could come back and be the Nuhn instead of having us deal with that spineless boy that you call a Tia."Â
He shrugged and reached over to pry her hand from his arm, "I'll be sure to visit." With that, he'd step away from her and head towards the carriage. Reaching a hand up to idly rub at his jaw, realizing he'd started to get an afternoon shadow across his features since the last he shaved. Watching the few jump onto the back of the carriage, he'd figure they were soon departing. His right hand lowering from his jaw to idly tap his daggers to ensure they were still in place and rolled his shoulder to feel the bow rock against his arm.
Once he was close enough to the group of people, he'd glance between the passengers that were already there. The miqo'te male and female, and the Hyur males. He'd attempt to remain quiet as he reached the back of the cart and climbed aboard, sitting in the further away seats, across from the miqo'te female. He'd shift his bow into his lap and make sure his quivver was tilted away from his shoulderblades at a comfortable angle.
The woman looked around briefly before resting her eyes on the Miqo'te who was wearing black leather from the neck down which went well with his tanned skin. Two daggers rested at his side and a bow tossed over his shoulder, "X'ahce? Where are you going?"Â
He rolled his eyes and walked around the woman towards the gates, but she followed persistently, "X'ahce! Where are you going! I want an answer! I've been looking for you for days now!"Â
He sighed and continued to walk, but spoke in a deep yet clear tone, "I'm leaving, and I'm fairly sure you already understand why."
The woman pursed her lips and caught up to him and grabbed his left arm and tried to pull him back. He'd pause for a moment to glance over his shoulder to her before shrugging his shoulders and continued to walk forward and half-dragging her along with him even though she tried to restrain him, "I know you want to try and find your parents, but you're the last Nuhn on the hunting grounds-- Do you even care about your accomplishments here?!"
He had now dragged her to the gates and now crossed the threshhold to the outside of the walls, eyeing the cart a little while away, "Pretend the Tia is the new Nuhn. I've got other matter to handle. I've already assisted the clan for the season. You'll live."
She fumed, "Pretend the Tia is the Nuhn? ARE YOU CRAZY?! I'm not sleeping with a Tia! He's also rather ugly."
He looked over his shoulder once more, his amber gaze falling on her green orbs for a few seconds before giving her a humorous smirk, "Just close your eyes and pretend he's prettier than any male you've ever seen."
She perked her eyebrow in a casual yet un-amused manner, "Or you could come back and be the Nuhn instead of having us deal with that spineless boy that you call a Tia."Â
He shrugged and reached over to pry her hand from his arm, "I'll be sure to visit." With that, he'd step away from her and head towards the carriage. Reaching a hand up to idly rub at his jaw, realizing he'd started to get an afternoon shadow across his features since the last he shaved. Watching the few jump onto the back of the carriage, he'd figure they were soon departing. His right hand lowering from his jaw to idly tap his daggers to ensure they were still in place and rolled his shoulder to feel the bow rock against his arm.
Once he was close enough to the group of people, he'd glance between the passengers that were already there. The miqo'te male and female, and the Hyur males. He'd attempt to remain quiet as he reached the back of the cart and climbed aboard, sitting in the further away seats, across from the miqo'te female. He'd shift his bow into his lap and make sure his quivver was tilted away from his shoulderblades at a comfortable angle.