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Clover · **08-05-2013, 12:02 PM**

//OOC: Obligatory apology about my English. Please, bear with me as I learnÂ ;_;

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â€œKâ€™nahliâ€¦â€
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Beautiful shades of red coloured the sky that afternoon, an afternoon like any other to most. Not in the young Miqoâ€™teâ€™s heart, however.
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Kâ€™mih approached her sister, fingers crossed behind her back andÂ eyes bathed in concern; sheÂ couldn't quiteÂ hide itÂ behindÂ a shy, almost apologetic smile.Â Disguising her emotions had never been her forte; that something was worrying her was more than evident, especially to the girl whoâ€™d spent an entire life with her.
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Even before K'mih spoke, Kâ€™nahli should have figured out the root of her younger sister'sÂ worries.
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â€œK'nahli..." SheÂ said her name again, eyes traveling to a ground that had no comfort to offer.Â "When you had to go through your Trialâ€¦ Did your stomach hurt...?"
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Now that the young Miqo'te had spent 16 years in this world, her Trial of Adulthood had become an unavoidable reality. She'd have to face it in a matter of seven suns, and sleeping at night was getting harder as time passed.

K'nahli · **08-05-2013, 01:47 PM**

K'nahli blinked softly as she awaited those words to finally slip free from her younger sister's lips before letting loose another arrow at her distant target. The arrow soared silently through the heat-infused, desert air like a predatory eagle homing in on it's prey, until it finally met the rusty can sitting atop a rock a distance away. The young Miqo'te's ears perked up slightly in satisfaction as a discreet smile cracked free from her chapped lips.

"Likely for a different reason.." she answered in a solid tone as she immediately leaned forward to reach for another arrow that prodded loosely out of ground before her, without looking back at her sister.

She fixed the arrow into position casually before returning her gleaming stare to the arid wasteland before her. Only four targets remained.

"...but yes..."

Her hawk-like vision analyzed the distance carefully. The celestial glow from the red sky made a beautiful contrast against the orange and brown tainted desert landscape around them. The tranquil scene was interrupted only occasionally by lonely, yet gentle gusts of wind that carried fragile veils of sand that felt almost like silk against their exposed cheeks. The tiny, yet sensitive hairs on the tips of K'nahli's ears felt the wind speed and direction, channeling secret messages to her nimble arms as they almost involuntarily guided themselves into position.

"...nothing has ever made me feel as fearful as I had that day" she added quietly as she drew her bow steadily together with a deep inhale of dry air. Her honesty was likely not what K'mih wanted to hear but at the end of the day it didn't really matter to her what the outcome of her little sister's trial would be.

Her ears pinned themselves low against her head in focus, twitching minutely as they continued to analyze the elements around her before finally releasing another arrow free into the weightless, yet caressing Sagoli air.

Clover · **08-05-2013, 02:10 PM**

With open eyes and parted lips, Kâ€™mih observed her sisterâ€™s movements with the bowâ€”her precision, her concentration. Her perfection.
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Kâ€™nahli had always been amazing. Everything she did was amazing. So much that Kâ€™mih felt a pang of surprise â€“and anxiety- to hear that her older sister had feared that day as much as she did.
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â€œBut... Kâ€™nahli, youâ€™re very skilled with the bowâ€¦â€ The young Miqoâ€™te said, not raising her voice much in order not to disrupt her sisterâ€™s exercise. Concern was, once more, heavily imprinted on her tone. â€œDidnâ€™t youâ€¦ believe that you could do it?â€

K'nahli · **08-05-2013, 03:14 PM**

K'nahli paused in motion upon hearing her sister's innocent inquiry. Disbelief expectantly flowed through her words at the thought of her sister's own self-doubt during her trial little over one year prior. Hey eyes locked onto the grainy ground in thought as she replayed the question carefully in her head.

(â€œDidnâ€™t youâ€¦ believe that you could do it?â€)

Didn't she? K'nahli was far from arrogant but her years of training with the bow had certainly paid off and left her a step above most tribe members her age back then. In fact, she knew she could do it. Even then, why was she unable to sleep the night before? K'nahli's eyes briefly darted in her younger sister's direction as she remained behind her, awaiting an answer with a painfully worried look. She smiled wryly to herself before returning to load another arrow.

"I guess that when you have something to lose, something that means more to you than anything... even tasks that are normally seen as trivial can make you doubt yourself" she confessed as she fired at the most distant target, her arrow this time, just grazing the top of the discarded, tin pitcher.

K'nahli narrowed her eyes in response to her misdirected arrow, but this time she did not immediately attempt to reload and instead stared blankly into the distance in deep thought.

"You're a good warrior, K'mih, and I have no doubt you'll do well in the trial" she suddenly announced in a slightly more optimistic, but steady tune, breaking the momentary silence.

She hunkered down to place her bow carefully on the ground next to her before reaching forward to grab another arrow. With her back still turned to her sister, she gripped it with both hands and snapped it cleanly, breaking off the entire shaft. She discarded everything but the arrowhead before bouncing back to her feet and turning to approach her sister.

"Anyways..." she began as she stepped towards her, clutching the small piece of carved stone in her fist. She reached out for K'mih's hand and drew it closer, turning her open palm out before her.

"I'll be there cheering you on from the sidelines just like you did for me" she said with a gentle smile as she placed the arrowhead in her sister's small palm, offering it as a token of good fortune.

Clover · **08-05-2013, 04:47 PM**

Something to lose.
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Kâ€™mih understood that feeling very well. Failing the hunt would likely entail abandoning the life sheâ€™d known up until now. Sheâ€™d be separated from her sister, from her family. There was too much to lose for a young Miqoâ€™te like her.
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Bicoloured eyes kept observing Kâ€™nahliâ€™s movements, waiting, needing something, anything that might ease a slice of her distress. It finally happened when the archer spoke nextâ€” simple words they were, yet so powerful.
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(â€˜Youâ€™re a good warrior, Kâ€™mihâ€™).
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It was odd. The young Miqoâ€™te had been too scared of herself; sheâ€™d spent day and night doubting her own capacities, wondering if she could succeed this. Sheâ€™d only needed those words from her sister in order to feel that she was truly ready. As ready as she could be, at least.
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Kâ€™mih smiled with relief, albeit briefly, for her expression turned into curiosity when her sister approached her with a gift. It was the head of a broken arrow, something that, in the pink haired girlâ€™s mind, represented her older sisterâ€™s strength. She stared at it wide eyed for a few seconds, until her gaze rose to Kâ€™nahli with another smile, nervous and still genuine.
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â€œThank you, Kâ€™nahli!â€ She said, more cheerfully than how she spoke a moment ago. â€œI wonâ€™t disappoint you!â€
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If Kâ€™nahli believed in her, there was no way she could lose. There was no way. Every other Miqo'te she'd been living with had gone through this, she couldn't be the one left behind.
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And yet, another voice in her mind needed to remind her that her other sister, Kâ€™ailia, had recently failed the hunt and would take her leave soonâ€¦

K'nahli · **08-05-2013, 05:15 PM**

A wistful expression grew across the young archer's face as K'mih's words sunk in. She watched her carefully for a brief moment, studying her tiny form closely. She was a little happier, but understandably still nervous. She could never hide even the most subtle hints of anxiety from K'nahli.

"No, K'mih..." K'nahli uttered with a melancholic smile, placing both of her hands gently on her younger sibling's shoulders.

Her eyes fell to the ground in silent contemplation as she gathered herself to deliver one final thing from her heart. She couldn't help but feel a little sentimental in such situations, especially when her little sister felt so distressed.

"No matter what happens..." she spoke softly as her eyes returned to meet the curious glance of K'mih's teal and amaranthine-coloured eyes.

She lightly pulled her younger sister's body closer to hers in a tender embrace, resting the side of her cheek against the young Miqo'te's calamine hair.

"..you won't disappoint me.."

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Kailia · **08-06-2013, 08:22 AM**

K'ailia looked up at the top of the boulder. It was not a native boulder. It had crashed into this spot five years ago.
"I am going to climb this", she thought, and took hold of the crevices and began her climb up.
The boulder was not that big, about eight feet in height. Once she reached the top, she took a look around then went to the other end of the boulder and sat down looking out at the Sagoili desert and the distant horizon. She gently wrapped her tail around and across her lap while looking at the horizon.
She was scheduled to leave the tribe camp to goto Gridania to learn from the Conjurer's Guild.

((This is a new scene by the way))

Clover · **08-06-2013, 10:28 AM**

The sky had darkened when K'mih finally found the person she'd been looking for. It hadn't been an easy task; K'ailia tended to be found in the most unthinkable places, always climbing whatever she could find. Even now, K'mih almost missed her petite figure over the boulder.
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"......"
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With her target located, The pink haired Miqo'te clambered the huge rock up until she could sit right beside her half-sister. The air was filled with melancholic nostalgia. It wouldn't be the first time that the two of them would sit down together to observe the Sagoli desert from a high place, but it sureÂ felt like the last.
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"K'ailia..."Â K'mih's eyes were akin to an apology when they looked at her, her voice soft, even shy. She didn't want to make her sister any sadder, but she really needed to talk to her about the matter. "Where will you go...?"

((OOC: Any other member of the Hipparion Tribe is free to join! ^^))

Kailia · **08-06-2013, 10:32 AM**

K'ailia looked at K'mih, "I'm not gonna be gone forever. They said just till I learn what I can from the Conjurer's Guild or somethin' like that."
K'ailia looked back out at the distance, "They are sendin' me to some place called Gridania. Said they were arrangin' transport for me there. Mom said she was commin' too"
She looked back at her half-sister, "Aint your trial soon?"

Clover · **08-06-2013, 10:40 AM**

K'mih's eyes opened a bit more at her sister's words. So she just had to spend a while away from home, learning something, and then she could return? What was more, her mother would come with her as well so that she wouldn't be alone. Hearing that felt reassuring, somehow. It was still something K'mih would rather avoid, but at least it no longer sounded like an impossible or unbearable task.
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"Ah..." She tensed at the mention of her trial. With a nervous little smile, her gaze fell to her own legs, fingers entangling with each other. A nod was her first answer.
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"In seven suns......" A pause.Â "I'm a bit nervous..."

Kailia · **08-06-2013, 10:46 AM**

K'ailia smiled, "I was nervous too. I dunno... I probably could of passed... but the wind blew just as I was about to fire my arrow and made me sneeze. I wonder how she is doin'..."
She then looked back at K'mih, "I suggest wearing something to cover your nose before you go shootin'" with that she let out a giggle.
"But then again, I was never much good with a bow to begin with. Even before the hunt I couldn't even hit a cactus with an arrow. I've always been better doing the shaman stuff.", Kailia added as she leaned back, letting her tail gently wag against the stone surface.

Clover · **08-06-2013, 11:38 AM**

(Oh... so that's how it was...)
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K'mih's eyesÂ grewÂ widerÂ at her sister's story. That'd been such an unfortunate accident! She took her advice to heart and decided that she'd ask her mother to weave a mask for her, no matter how odd she'd look among the other huntresses.Â A thankful nod to her sisterÂ proved that she'd do as she suggested.
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"I-I'm not good with bows either," she commented, smiling slightly asÂ her eyes rose to theÂ night sky. "Even if K'nahli has tried to teach me on several occasions, I'm still so..."
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The image of K'nahli's back -bowÂ tensed and expression hidden- interrupted her words, her previous thoughts.Â Smile fading,Â K'mih's unblinking eyesÂ fell to the horizon for a few seconds. She shouldn't fail the hunt, not when K'nahli seemed to believe in her, but the possibility couldn't be ignored.
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"..."
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There was a moment of thoughtful silence. Then...
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"I think you'll enjoy the Conjurer's Guild," she finally said, smiling as she stood up to jump down the rock.Â "When you return, you must have become a great shaman!"
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It was reassuring to know that at leastÂ K'ailia would be alright.

Kailia · **08-06-2013, 11:57 AM**

K'ailia smiled standing and stretching, "You bet! I will learn all I can! I love learnin'!" she proclaimed and jumped down herself. She gave a wave to K'mih as she started heading for her tent.

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Kiht · **08-06-2013, 01:52 PM**

(New Scene.)

The golden hue of the setting sun was preoccupied casting itself over the landscape. A plethora of mixed colours that conjure up the simple majesty of the sunset caused the cracked, dry desert to radiate with a mystical essence.

Standing just outside the borders of the encampment of this particular tribe, the Tia was preoccupied aiming directly skywards. Haft of the elongated bow clutched at the pinnacle of his reach. Forming a semi-circle over his skull with the strike of his arm holding it in place. Cocking a trio of arrows into the twine and tugging back slowly. Releasing the pressure to let loose the trio to disappear into the dimming sky. Singing through the wind with the assistance of the feathered ends to the ammunition.

Inhaling sharply, the wielder of the weapon began sliding sideways at an alarming rate. Side stepping to the right, being greeted by a loud 'clunk' as the quiver adorned to the clutch of his spine seemed to sprout a feathered end. A secondary dive step back to the left and the second plume joined the first with a hearty 'clunk. Before ending the footwork with the third clunk.

Kiht's palm raised skywards and gripped the trio again, cocking them in the embrace of the twine to repeat the process.

Clover · **08-06-2013, 02:22 PM**

K'mih wasted no time after her conversation with K'ailia. Her trial was a few suns ahead, but she still felt in a hurry to make sure that every piece was correctly placed. Bells felt like seconds when your time at home was subdued to a countdown.
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And so she ran, as fast as she could, asking her fellow Miqo'tes about the location of a certain Tia. He was a very unusual person for her to talk to; a solitary boy, one who'd never participated in any hide and seek game. She didn't know him much, she'd never trained or played with him, but there was something she was aware of.
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"...!"
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She stopped abruptly right outside the encampment, where shadows grew darker and bigger, on time to witness theÂ dangerous dance of arrows. The shocked Miqo'te remained silent for a moment, unseen and wide eyed; she didn't remember having seen K'nahli do something as perilous when she trained with her bow!

A few seconds later,Â the TiaÂ wasÂ attempting toÂ repeat his little game.
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"Kiht..." K'mih's Young voice tried to interrupt him, to hopefullyÂ make him aware of herÂ presence before the arrows would beÂ set freeÂ again.

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