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Medipack · **07-25-2014, 09:04 PM**

"Someone who took five years to come home does not get to tell me what to do..."

The miqote flinched at that comment. That was definitely a sore spot for her...

K'lyrhi pulled against K'ile's grip, she turned back to look at the Tia, returning his glare. "And a father looks out for the family and does what he can to protect it, not sit back and hope for the best. Even white coeurl protect the pride." She snarled back, her tail bristling, "So don't you dare insult him further!"

The thought about the blood trail gave her pause, albeit briefly as she searched for words for a retort. There definitely wasn't a blood trail, that was the whole point of returning to the camp on foot...

"We made sure to cover our tracks, even sent Uncle ahead first and made our way back on foot." She retorts, gritting her teeth. She was loath to give the man more fodder to insult her with.

Twinflame · **07-25-2014, 09:17 PM**

"I'll dare say whatever I want about him. He was an idiot to attack the Amal'jaa. Did they provoke him? Amal'jaa are not normally our enemies. And why alone instead of getting help? We're hunters. We surround and overpower. We think. Apparently he doesn't. He isn't a good hunter, and he isn't going to be Nunh much longer, either." He distanced himself from the woman, intending to move past her and back to the tent. "K'yohko doesn't need his daughters to protect him. Especially if they're going to do a bad job at it. And you're still just standing around, aren't you?"

Medipack · **07-25-2014, 09:49 PM**

Tribe law says you can't commit violence against another tribe member. K'lyrhi has been struggling to hold back the urge to just sock K'ile in the face throughout the confrontation. Using her claws to solve her problems back in Ul'dah had worked out well enough for her...

"We think.Â ApparentlyÂ he doesn't"

And K'ile was definitely trying to provoke her. She will not be provoked! She'll just need to walk away and--

"He isn't a good hunter..."

K'lyrhi clenched her fists as she tried to steer herself away and do what K'yohko had asked her to do...and not get provoked into doing something stupid.

"...and he isn't going to be Nunh much longer either"

She will not be provo--

K'lyrhi whirled around and literally lunged for K'ile before she could finish the thought. The fact the Tia had distanced himself from her gave her a bit of a running start.

Twinflame · **07-25-2014, 09:56 PM**

A body struck K'ile Tia, and suddenly his senses were full of the woman's scent. He could smell on her the sweat that Azeyma had pulled from her skin, the spices of Ul'dah and the rotten stink of gil, her father's blood mixed with the stench of dead Amal'jaa. The whirl of smells was dizzying, and he closed his eyes against it. Disoriented, he hit the sand hard and limp, with his tail lashing crookedly beside him and his ears pinned down against his head. He stayed that way, though. He wasn't interested in fighting back. This wasn't the fight that he wanted.

Nauta Lyehga · **07-25-2014, 10:02 PM**

K'yohko's ears twitched gently when K'zhumi turned to look at him. She was not well. And he should think not after such large healing ventures. Had he been wrong in his choice? Even K'hai had told him not to jump in so recklessly. Probably though, he had probably been wrong. But even in his wrongness, it did not matter. It was done, and no amount of regret or feelings would change it. Instead, K'yohko moved at Zhumi's whim and sat himself down, his head tilted downward as a sign of humility. His eyes did not dare look towards the outsider, for fear that anger would overtake his senses again.

He lifted his ears faintly and shifted his head ever so slightly to watch K'mih's flittering form slip into the tent. So she had come to help? A dutiful child. His head shifted away again, towards K'hai now. He looked towards his brother distantly, and with a far clearer head could see the rage that consumed K'hai. But he could not truly understand why it consumed the other so. Surely, he hated K'ile for influencing K'ailia to leave. But K'ile did not have the power to force her hand in the end. And in the end, it had been her own decision. When he was not boiling over with rage, it was easier to see how mixed the lines between fault could be. How he had judged an outsider too quickly perhaps, and in doing so could have potentially gotten his brother killed.

Yohko's lips pressed together in a thin line, his turning towards the dark sands again. How much anger had eaten away at their family now? How much had it eaten away at him? Perhaps the poison he saw too easily in his family, came from another source than originally he had thought. The nunh's ears flicked quickly, listening vaguely to the sounds of a loud and angry conversation outside. But surely this anger would not- Yohko frowned further, the look pressing thickly against his face. The sound of those shifting sands was a bad omen.

His eyes shifted wearily from the sands towards K'zhumi.

"I apologize, K'zhumi. I was reckless." K'yohko bowed his head lightly again. There was nothing to be done for those outside. Not yet at least.

Xha'li Moui · **07-25-2014, 10:12 PM**

Humming softly as he worked Xha'li quickly finished stitching the muscle together, before working to cause a thin, soft layer of skin to grow over the exposed muscle.Â Getting up he whistled at Kedah before nodding his head to K'hai's arm; in response Kedah moved to get under and support the arm above K'hai's body while Xha'li quickly moved to retrieve a roll of bandages.

Getting back to K'hai Xha'li began to quickly bandage over the fresh skin and wrapped the end around K'hai's back to support the arm and keep it in place.Â Tieing in off he sat back on the ground and grinned at K'hai, "Well you're all set for now.Â Keep the skin covered for at least 5 suns, and don't use the arm for at least 7 as the muscle is still week and could tear easily.Â If your Shaman approves it you're free to go see your elders now."

Medipack · **07-25-2014, 10:26 PM**

The miqote was breathing heavily, her heart beating rapidly as she practically seethed with anger. By the time the dust had settled K'lyrhi finally notices the Tia underneath her, a hand pinning him down and her fist raised to strike.

Much of what happened was a blur for K'lyrhi. She remembered her body moving, breaking into a run. Then there was the collision with K'ile, followed by the impact and tumble upon the sands and then a cloud of blinding dust.

No, wait. It was much simpler than that. There was no K'ile. There the threat. A target. And it needed to be taken down.Â

Though now that she's got them pinned down, the miqote struggled to figure out a follow-through, the target wasn't moving. Nor was it making any effort to fight back. The Tia wasn't fighting back.

K'lyrhi had to find her words again.Â

"NowÂ I'm not standing around" she gave a retort, the first comeback off the top of her head. "I warned you not to insult my father any further. If you dare try to...usurp his position, you will have me to go through first."

Izmina · **07-25-2014, 10:35 PM**

K'zhumi is gathering her materials when she hears a soft voice, turning she is surprised to see K'mih. She smiles at the timid girl and nods,"Yes you may help! I need to tend to these bites and stop the bleeding." She gestures to the nunh's left arm, "You can clean and put ointment on those burns until I have a chance to tend them." she hands the girl a small bowl of precious water, a cloth and some salve.

Turning again to K'yohko she places her hand upon his head like one might a cub,"It seems recklessness runs in the family." she sighs remembering her ill fated trip to gather herbs alone all too well.

Nauta Lyehga · **07-25-2014, 10:35 PM**

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.

Kailia · **07-25-2014, 10:37 PM**

K'hai's ears twitched, and he looked to K'yohko. Surely even the Nuhn could guess what was going on outside. He nodded to the outsider then rose to his feet slowly as not to re-damage himself.

"K'zhumi, I must see to the elders, but it would seem a firm hand is needed to end a childs foolishness outside. Allow me to leave now." he said, matter of factly.

Nauta Lyehga · **07-25-2014, 10:49 PM**

K'yohko gave a faint smile to K'zhumi.

"So it would seem. How is that leg?" He questioned softly, his ears twitching back lightly at the commotion outside. A heavy sigh overtook him. Such anger, he knew it well and yet... He lightly pressed his burned hand to his leg and glanced to K'mih. It was strange to have K'mih aid him in this way but, not unwelcome. But the thoughts of kindness left him as he turned his gaze more firmly to K'hai.

"No." He barked strongly in K'hai's direction. "You are not the hand that deals judgment here. I am not the hand that deals judgment here. You will stay here and rest. The others are capable enough to deal with this themselves. We rest, we heal, and then we join the others. That is our duty." K'yohko frowned sternly at the other, his ears flicking lightly.

Medipack · **07-25-2014, 11:04 PM**

K'lyrhi's ears rose up as she heard a shout behind her. Before she could even begin to pick herself off of K'ile she felt herself plucked up from behind and unceremoniously tossed off of the Tia.

The miqote picked herself back up, still covered in sand and dust, her ears drooping forward a little. Oh she's done screwed up now...

"I'm sorry, but he...he was insulting the Nunh." She tried to explain. Oh Azeyma, she felt like such a toddler again...

"...and going on about how he won't be Nunh much longer." she added, giving K'ile a dirty look, before looking back at K'iara "...I got angry."

K'lyrhi looked distressed when she was told she'd be brought in front of the elders, "But Fathe--K'yohko told me to help gather the huntresses, if he hadn't gone and stopped me..." she protests weakly. It seems much of her previous fire had suddenly gone out from her.

Twinflame · **07-25-2014, 11:15 PM**

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."

Izmina · **07-26-2014, 12:33 AM**

K'zhumi wrinkles her nose and shrugs lightly,"It still gives out Â from underneath me occaisionally. But is mostly healed." She grabs her tome and the other items she'll need and settles down on K'yohko's right side.

Hearing K'hai's question, Zhumi opens her mouth to answer, but abruptly shuts it as the nunh tells him to stay put. She instead turns her attention to cleaning the deep bites in the shoulder.

Nauta Lyehga · **07-26-2014, 04:19 AM**

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.

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