"K-K'nahli!"
There was no way that the naive Miqo'te wouldn't have been deeply moved by the elezen's pitiful plead. In fact, had it depended on her, she wouldn't have threatened him to start with. He'd just startled her, nothing beyond that.
Softly, K'mih placed both hands on one of her older sister's arms, the gesture trying to coax her to lower her bow.
"Isn't that too harsh...?" She asked in half a whisper, her tone also a plead.
The strange male Miqo'te walked closer to them, revealing his eye catching crimson attire, which K'mih couldn't help but to stare at for a second. He was a stranger in those lands, wasn't he?
"Ah... I'm very sorry!" He told the Miqo'te. "Is he your friend? We didn't mean to cause harm!"
It was then that a new figure approached them, calling for their attention. She didn't want to, she really didn't, but K'mih hid behind her sister once more.
There was no way that the naive Miqo'te wouldn't have been deeply moved by the elezen's pitiful plead. In fact, had it depended on her, she wouldn't have threatened him to start with. He'd just startled her, nothing beyond that.
Softly, K'mih placed both hands on one of her older sister's arms, the gesture trying to coax her to lower her bow.
"Isn't that too harsh...?" She asked in half a whisper, her tone also a plead.
The strange male Miqo'te walked closer to them, revealing his eye catching crimson attire, which K'mih couldn't help but to stare at for a second. He was a stranger in those lands, wasn't he?
"Ah... I'm very sorry!" He told the Miqo'te. "Is he your friend? We didn't mean to cause harm!"
It was then that a new figure approached them, calling for their attention. She didn't want to, she really didn't, but K'mih hid behind her sister once more.
Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)