Searching The Sagolii(Looking for the K tribe)

[Twinflame]

His ears and brow perking up in vexation, K'ile was at once confused as to what K'luha wanted from him, why, and how exactly he was to deliver it. "Uhm. What?" Where? He was here, in the cart, in the Sagolii, relatively close to her. What here did she mean? Shifting about briefly, K'ile eventually guessed by taking the short step over towards K'luha and dropping into a crouch next to her shoulder. "Here?"

[Lyraciilee]

Sometimes, K'ile was very dense. Well, all the time but sometimes more than others. K'luha was satisfied he at least figured out to come close to her, enough so she could whisper towards his ear.

 

"Who the hell is in the cart with us again? And why are you letting him drive?" She hissed lightly.

[Twinflame]

His ears dipped for a moment, then popped back up. He'd been half-afraid she was going to kiss him or grab his tail or soemthing. The Tia responded, "Just some Keeper looking for the tribe. Said he's K'zhuzu's kid, and with our luck lately I don't doubt it. At this rate I'll be blood-brothers with an Amal'jaa before the week is out. Anyway, he likes Chocobo, so he's welcome to steer."

[Lyraciilee]

Some keeper from the tribe? What...? That didn't make any sense. At least, until she heard it was K'zhuzu's kid. Luha's ears flattened and she glanced back towards the Keeper before back at K'ile.

 

"I met that kid in the tavern back in Ul'dah... I don't think it's a great idea to take him to the tribe with the way K'zhuzu was..." K'luha muttered before grumbling. She looked rather fiercely at K'ile on the comment about blood-brothering with Amal'jaa. Her ears flattened and straightened and then flattened again before she just picked up the canteen and sipped from it.

 

"You should drink some water too." She finally settled on grumbling.

[Twinflame]

"He's family. He's coming home." K'ile said, watching the woman drink. He watched K'luha's throat and features, her ears, the way her longer hand lay over her shoulders. His fingers worked the fabric of his pants where they rested on his knees. Straight-faced, K'ile said, "He's not that different from Tahj." And he reached for the canteen.

[Lyraciilee]

K'luha frowned deeply. Family coming home... Her thoughts turned to K'ailia. Her daughter, where had she gone to? What had happened at the tribe? No doubt... no doubt she was already gone from that place. Something in her very soul told K'luha that. That her daughter was gone to a place where she couldn't reach her.

 

Luha pressed the canteen to her forehead for a moment. Her lips moved to a silent prayer.

 

'May her brother's spirit guide her to prosperity and happiness I cannot give.'

 

Trying to school the pained expression on her face, Luha turned her eyes lightly towards K'ile.

 

"Maybe... but I would trade him for my own son or daughter in a heartbeat. Exiled tia's sons come back to us, but my own daughter turns her back. It sickens me." Luha turned her head away somewhat sharply, bitter at the keeper for reasons that were not his fault.

[Twinflame]

That was understandable. There were a number of people K'ile would trade the new face for as well. The Tia responded, "There's no bartaring life and death, no matter what they say in the temples at Ul'dah. If there was, what we sacrificed at Cartenau would've at least spared us the Calamity." The first thing he'd do is take those sacrifices back, since they'd won seemingly nothing. He could still recall the faces of the friends he'd lost there, and at the thought he dropped his gaze to the bracelet on K'luha's wrist. The red stones still rest on her skin, as they'd once set on the arms of the other fire dancers. "I think I should be wearing that bracelet when I go to the Elders," he said. "They'll be angry if I'm not."

[Lyraciilee]

K'luha looked down to the bracelet when K'ile mentioned it. She had forgotten she was even wearing it at all. But now that she remembered, the stones seemed to feel pleasantly warm on her skin. They reminded her of pleasantly warm people she used to know, and the void left in their deaths.

 

Luha reached down and rolled the bracelet off her wrist before handing it over, a deep sadness overtaking her face still.

 

"They're already angry. What more can they do? You may as well set me alight with the damned thing. I don't think I'm going to be anything more than a burden to the family anymore. I lost two children, wasted countless resources, and now I can't even hunt or craft. Maybe they'll exile me. That's what we do with people who can't pull their weight after all..." K'luha frowned and glanced off towards the burning blue sky. She sickened herself the way she was feeling so sorry for herself. But there was no way around it anymore. She couldn't just suck it up and fight through this injury. That had only made it countless times worse. Frustrated, Luha sipped at the canteen while her ears flattened against her now long but somewhat matted and tangled hair.

[Xha'li Moui]

Xha'li shrugged "As you wish, though Conjury isn't the only magical trick up my sleave, I'm also trained in Arcanum."  Turning back towards the road he pointedly ignored their conversation, instead concentrating on following the markers in the gathering dusk.

 

Several bells later Xha'li pulled back on the reigns to slow the chocobo's down as they came up on the edge of the camp, "Hello!" Xha'li called out as the birds came to a stop just within what appeared to be the perimeter of the camp.  Once the birds stopped Xha'li got up from the drivers bench and followed K'ile off the cart, but rather then heading further into the camp he instead only went as far as the head of the carriage and set to caring for the chocobos.

[Twinflame]

Night fell and rose. It was dawn when they approached the camp. Even so, they could not have approached undetected. The huntresses had to have smelled the chocobo long ago, even if they hadn't seen them while preparing for their hunts. By dawn the tribe was already mostly awake, the fire that kept the camp warm at night having burned down to goals and need to be rebuilt to cook the morning's meal.

 

K'ile soughed the blanket from his shoulder and accepted the cold morning air that wrapped his body, jumping into it to land on the sand as the huntresses approached. The spears that had lowered at the sight of the red-headed Keeper relaxed when K'ile came into view. He flicked his wrist and made the stones on his bracelet light up as a way to identify himself, and then he waved high over his head. Xha'li's greeting had preceded his own, but K'ile's was more purposeful, "Hey, someone make sure there's a shaman awake! Luha's hurt!"

 

The Tia turned then, grabbing the cart and pulling himself up by it. He didn't wait to see if K'luha was awake or asleep, but said to her, "Make sure they take you straight to the shaman and don't give them a hard time. If you don't get better I'm not going to be challenging any Nunhs for you." Then he let himself drop back into the sand and turned.

 

To the arriving huntresses, he said, "Find a place for the stranger and his brids, but don't get attached to any of them. I've got to go see the Elders right away."

[Izmina]

K'tahjha was studying her reflection in a piece of polished metal in her aunt's tent, thinking on the changes she'd undergone in the time she'd been with the tribe. Her skin was slightly darker due to exposure to the sun, her hair had grown out quite a bit, and she noticed her arms were muscling up slightly due to constant practise with the bow. Here she frowned, she'd definatly grown slightly gaunt,although she'd become used to the lighter meals.

 

Suddenly she became aware of a commotion in camp and she grabbed her bow and quiver and ducked outside to investigate. She saw some of the huntresses with a strange migo'te and a carriage. As she wandered closer, a familiar smell hit her nose, it was faint there was something else.. sickness? But she defintly recognised it. An excited grin spread across her lips as she sprinted for the back of the wagon., AUNT LUHA! she shouted as she dove more than climbed in the back.

 

Seeing her aunt , however the smile dropped from her lips, even she could see that her aunt wasn't well. Moving carefully closer Tahj reached gently out to stroke the tangled hair and long ear closest to her.

[Lyraciilee]

The small group certainly did not enter the camp unnoticed. Far before they entered, they had been spotted several times over by huntress and the Nunh as well. K'ile was easy enough to identify, even from afar. His scent still had its usual subtleties to it and his fiery hair stuck out like a Amal'jaa camp in the desert. What was more questionable was the other who drove the carriage. He smelled of foreigners, and after the last stroke of foreign entry, K'yohko at least, was certainly not happy to see another one. The last thing to notice about the carriage was a semi-visible form in the back, that smelled familiar but faint. It smelled sick and weak and almost tainted. At least to K'yohko. He smelled a corruption to it, and it made him frowned as the carriage pulled up into camp.

 

Along with the other huntresses who had first noticed the carriage, K'yohko waited at the entrance they made to the camp. Alongside him was his monstrous Courel. The Nunh had found it long ago and raised it, and it was well known as his mount and hunting companion. The Courel snarled towards Xha'li as he came close, but K'yohko quieted the beast with a firm hand to its shoulder.

 

As K'ile called to the camp, K'yohko's ears perked up. K'luha? Was it she that smelled that way. So sick and... The red-headed Tia hopped off the cart and left a demand with a huntress. A particular similarly red-headed huntress.

 

K'iara looked to her Uncle, similarly fierce blue eyes blinking before her whole head nodded. A place for the stranger and his birds?

 

"But Uncle," K'iara called out, her deeply raspy and injured voice probably sounding particularly notable towards Xha'li. She reached a hand for her uncle, but he was elusive as ever. Off he ran to the Elder's and she turned to look at Xha'li for a moment.

 

There was a very tense moment that ensued. The huntresses looked to one another and to K'yohko. The Nunh's face did not change from its harsh and stoic expression, but his eyes lingered angrily after K'ile's trail only to turn back and linger angrily at the outside that K'ile had brought. When it seemed K'yohko might strike the outside away, a loud voice seemed to startled everyone.

 

K'tahjha came bursting through the group, and even K'iara had to dodge out of her way as the excited girl sprinted to the wagon.

 

K'luha had only been half-aware of their arrival, and less than half-aware when K'ile tried to coax her into being agreeable with healers. What she was aware of however was Tahj's voice when the girl screamed for her and her hands when her niece pet her hair and ear. Luha lifted her head, the blankets falling away from her and smiled at her niece. Her face was gaunt and fifthly, along with the rest of her.

 

"Tahj... How are you? I'm so sorry... we were gone for so long. There are so many things that happened but... did K'ailia come? I heard she came back to the tribe but... and my brother, did he...?" K'luha paused before shaking her head a bit and reaching up to grab onto Tahj's wrist lightly. "I'm so happy to see you again Tahj. I missed you." Luha smiled at Tahj and reached up with her other arm to hug her sister's daughter.

 

K'yohko's attention had turned intently to K'luha and K'tahjha for a moment. He listened to their moment, and felt a deep current of anguish. K'ailia... He would not let another daughter end as she had. He turned his head to K'iara.

 

"K'iara. Get K'zhumi awake. K'luha will need her medical attention immediately. She should be well enough by now to tend to her." K'yohko addressed, his deep and cold but commanding voice easily turning the attention on him. K'iara looked from Xha'li to K'yohko before nodding.

 

"Yes. I will go." K'iara turned sharply and dashed off far into camp, to Zhumi's tent. She only hoped her sister was there.

 

K'yohko looked back to Xha'li and stood to his full height. He stepped out in front of the huntresses and looked down to the outsider with an unmoving expressionless face; but in his eyes it was clear his hatred for this man.

 

"Why are you here? What is your business?"

[Xha'li Moui]

Xha'li looked up from where he was tending as he felt another approach him, looking up as he finished up getting one of the carriages birds un-harnessed.  Tying it to the arm of the carriage so it couldn't run off if it got to spooked by the curl Li looked up to face him while he set to getting the second bird out of its harness.

 

Looking up at the purple haired cat who seemed to be trying to intimidate him Xha'li just grinned, "My business here is that I'm trying to find out more about my father K'zhuzu as he was known before his exile, well that and K'ile almost ran me over several hours to the west of here."

[Clover]

Like every time something out of the usual happened in the tribe, K'mih was among the group of curious miqo'tes who approached the scene. She saw and heard K'tahjha's concern about K'luha before she could even see the woman herself. The girl's loud voice had been enough to make her worry; what had happened to K'luha? Would she be alright? Sadly, the young miqo'te couldn't approach the wagon more than what was safe, for she didn't want to obstruct the adults. Miqo'tes like her had to remain on the side, waiting for the ones involved to share their story when they deemed it convenient.

 

This time, no one had mentioned the presence of a foreign miqo'te until he was spotted in the group. The girl's bicoloured eyes opened wider, completely glued to the new male his father was approaching. Was he one of them, perhaps, like K'tahjha was? K'ile had led him to the camp, right? There had to be a good reason for it, right? K'mih found herself eager to talk to him, more so after what happened the last time K'ailia visited them; she was told to leave so fast that K'mih had no chance to talk to her dear sister. No matter how eager she was, however, she'd still remain to the side, submissive, simply hoping for the elders not to throw their new visitor out too soon.

[K'nahli]

The curious onlookers that had gathered near the tribe's entrance quickly grew in number. The faint yet familiar scent that was strewn along by the whispering winds presented itself humbly to the occupied girl's heightened senses, though it had remained mostly ignored up until now. Abandoning the task of preparing the sad excuse for meat they had to offer behind, K'nahli returned to her feet and slowly edged her way closer to the group that had congregated nearby. Her perceptive, maroon eyes were quickly guided along by the prevalent scent of a younger sister as they immediately sought out a pink-haired girl that had already participated alongside the other miqo'te.

 

"......"

 

K'nahli quietly veered herself away to the opposing side of the group, far enough away so that K'mih would not spot her as easily. The two sisters were not on bad terms, nor did K'nahli believe that K'mih harboured any negative thoughts toward her since the previous day. Though something still felt off about simply accompanying her younger sister as though all was normal. She watched her for a very brief moment before blinking and allowing her eyes to then travel nonchalantly out toward the carriage that had come to a halt several yalms away. The simple scene that had become an odd spectacle for the tribekin revealed two older yet familiar figures - alongside another one that she had never seen before.

Their presence, though unusual, failed to so much as make the girl blink. There was not much that seemed to surprise her these days. Still however, she remained. Curious to see as to what events would transpire from this unexpected arrival.

[Izmina]

K'zhumi blinked sleepily at her sister K'iara's sudden appearance in her tent, no words were needed as Zhumi knew what her sister's attitude meant. Rising immediately, she grabbed her bag and moved with a slight limp towards the  medicine table and began stuffing healing supplies in it.

 

K'tahjha allowed her aunt to pull her into a hug feeling how weak K'luha was and Tahj's mind was racing. Should she tell her aunt about her daughter? Tahj feared any upset could negatively effect her aunt's condition, and decided to appear as if she hadn't heard the hopeful questions. 

 

Pulling back, Tahj's eyes glistening with tears and more than a little worry and fear, peered anxiously for any signs of the tribe's healers, not seeing any movement through the gathering crowd of curious family, she forced a smile and looked back to the woman. "It'll be ok, Zhumi is coming and you'll be fine." Tahj's voice had a slight pitch of panic to it even though she tried to hide it from K'luha. Glancing around she spotted a mostly empty skin of water and snatched it up, "Can you drink a little? It might make you feel better."

[Clover]

 

It wasn't the crowd of concerned miqo'tes that K'rahto had been carefully following, but the huntress K'nahli. Details like her position hidden from her sister K'mih's view didn't go unnoticed. In the end, that arrogant, unfriendly, and moody girl was very much like himself…

 

From the distance, the Tia's eyes tried to finally focus on the ruckus, but there wasn't much he could see. He knew K'ile's carriage was back, and he could spot his sister hurrying up to a tent. Or to be precise, to K'zhumi's tent.

 

'What this time...?' He thought, frowning slightly, which just added to his ever serious and naturally unfriendly expression. Whenever people returned from any expedition, they were always wounded. For a Tia who'd barely left the comfort of his tribe from the day he was born, the outer world sure sounded like a harsh place.

[Lyraciilee]

"K'zhuzu? A father?" K'yohko's voice betrayed a hint of surprise. He had barely known K'zhuzu, other than to know he was a weak fool who abandoned the tribe because he was too afraid to return after failing his trial. Maybe that wasn't a truth about K'zhuzu, but it was what K'yohko remember of him. As for the comment about K'ile, K'yohko shot a glare back where the fool had gone off to the elder's tent. His muscles tensed visibly, and he had to restrain himself from chasing after the little fire dancer.

 

Instead, K'yohko looked back to Xha'li and snarled beneath his breath. He had promised himself already; no more outsiders. No more people trying to poison his family. There was enough death here already.

 

"K'zhuzu failed his trial and ran away instead of facing the elders with his failure. Having a son of his return here when he could not even prove himself a man to us is nothing but proof of his disgrace." K'yohko's tail flicked agitatedly behind him, but his face was made of unreadable stone. His eyes spoke only of a loathing for his cocky intruder, and his voice was hard and flat. "That's all for you to know." K'yohko snarled, his hatred betraying his face and voice as he stepped forward at Xha'li. His courel snarled as well. "You are not welcome here."

 

 

 

K'iara slipped into the tent with her sister and looked around for supplies she might need. It worried her that Zhumi still retained a limp, but she seemed to be mangaging alright otherwise.

 

"It's K'luha. K'ile returned with her and someone else. An outsider." K'iara paused in gathering things to shoot a worried look to Zhumi. "K'luha looks really injured. And K'yohko looks like he's out for a fight."

 

 

 

"Zhumi...?" Luha repeated hazily, her mind trying to pick out people and faces she hadn't heard or seen in what felt like a very long time. After a few moments K'luha seemed to recall the girl. A pretty girl, very pretty, who had studied outside of the tribe for a strange but effective type of medicine. But she had come back home, unlike K'ailia... K'luha turned her head a bit more and coughed before she looked at Tahj again.

 

"Hey, I'm not... dying... It's okay. It'll be fine. Don't cry." Luha smiled at her niece and chuckled.

[Izmina]

 "K'luha looks really injured. And K'yohko looks like he's out for a fight." K'zhumi's ears flattened and her lips thinned as her sister's words rang in her mind. She recalled having seen K'luha when she came home with the child and thinking she needed treatment then. "This is a very old injury sister, I hope it is not too late to fully heal it." Then, thinking about the nunh, Zhumi grabbed extra powder and bandages to stop bleeding and giving K'iara a worried glance, she hurried out of the tent.

 

 

K'tahjha peered anxiously out of the wagon for what seemed like the one-hundreth time. What is taking so long? she wondered. Sighing she poured a small amount of the water from the canteen onto a cloth and began gently cleansing the grime from her aunt's face keeping up a stream of chatter to keep the woman engaged.  "I've been practicing really hard with my bow, and I can stalk through the sand almost as well as any huntress, getting better at skinning and prepping the food the huntresses bring back." finally pausing to take breath the girl pulls the blanket the rest of the way off K'luha and freezes as she notices  that her aunt was tied down. Ears flattening and her eyes sparking with the temper her mother and aunt were famous for, Tahj demanded, "Who did this to you?"

[Xha'li Moui]

Xha'li looked up at the Nuhn and met his charge, "Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't it your elders who have the final say on weather I can stay briefly not the Nuhn?"  Finishing with the second bird he untied the first and took the leads in either hands, "And I can't leave now anyways, the birds are in condition to travel." Whistling softly to call Rin and the chick he turned and headed off to the side several minutes away from the edge of the camp where he tied the extra chocobos to Rin's saddle while he unloaded Rin's back and got out the stakes to secure the birds for the day.

[Lyraciilee]

Arrogance of the young had always been a pain in K'yohko's side. Truly, it was nothing new to him and although it always annoyed him, he should have been used to it enough to ignore it. To call it the ignorance of the foolish youth and let it pass for nothing more. But for some reason, the arrogance of the outsider here now ran wrong against K'yohko. His felt his blood boil at the boy, who insinuated to know anything about their culture. As if he were one of them, as if he belonged here. Not only that, but K'yohko had never introduced himself as the Nunh. The boy was making rather grand assumptions, although this particular one was correct.

 

His brows furrowing down into an angry stare, K'yohko barred his fangs at Xha'li as he stepped forward again, meaning to push Xha'li back with physical force if the boy wouldn't move on his own.

 

"You are not welcome here." K'yohko repeated, every word an emphasized and angry hiss. His hand moved to grasp his sword tightly. "There are no elders to see you now. You are not welcome in this camp. I do not care were else you go, but you will not stay here."

 

K'yohko's courel snarled and feinted forward at one of Xha'li's chocobos. With a small but swift backwards motion of his hand, he signaled the other huntresses to the ready. A few of the huntresses tentatively grabbed their bows to the ready, others stepping back, but they still outnumbered Xha'li greatly.

 

 

K'iara looked to her sister, her ears flattening. An old injury? K'iara had been out when K'luha returned. They weren't very close, so she had only heard about it vaguely... But Zhumi was out of the tent quickly and K'iara grabbed another bag of supplies and hurried after her sister. The sight the greeted her was one of thick hostility in the air and she paused at the back of the huntresses and moved a hand to stop K'zhumi as well. If there was a fight going to break out, she didn't want Zhumi in the middle of it. She instead looked to her right where her brother, K'rahto stood. She pushed the sack of medical supplies at him and pulled her ax from her hip.

 

"Watch K'zhumi." She order at her brother harshly, her raspy voice sounding tense with the scene in front of them. K'iara took her place towards the front with the other huntresses whom were baring arms now. She twirled the axe in her arm and stared down at Xha'li with her burning blue eyes. She did not know what was happening, but if the outsider was posing a threat to her family, she did not need to know.

 

 

K'luha stirred faintly at Tahj's gesture. She felt better with the cool water on her face and the thick and crusted grime removed from at least her face. The elder woman faintly recognized there was a tension off to the side, but couldn't quite comprehend what was happening yet. Her attention instead remained on Tahj as her neice post of the goings on at camp.

 

"That's good, that's good... we always need more huntresses..." Luha smiled faintly, giving a small nod of her head. When Tahj suddenly mentioned her bindings, Luha thought for a moment. "Ah... right. I had almost forgotten. K'ile did it. Because I wouldn't stop getting up and getting hurt again. S'not my fault really..." Luha shrugged, as if the motion would remove the blame from her and shift it elsewhere.

[Clover]

K'rahto's unfriendly gaze turned into a surprised one as the scene became heated. He wasn't sure of what was going on, but their Nunh seemed suddenly ready to bite their new guest's head off. Was he a threat for the tribe? If so, why did K'ile and K'luha allow him to come with them?

 

In such confusing and alarming thoughts he was that he didn't even notice his two sisters' presence. A small gasp of surprise escaped his throat when one of them, K'iara, abruptly caught his attention with a sack of supplies. He grabbed it the best he could, before he could finally turn his questioning, half irritated gaze towards her. K'iara simply ordered him to watch their other sister K'zhumi; then, she took a defensive position with the other huntresses, leaving her siblings behind. K'rahto frowned. Of course his sister would give him such a task. He was just the useless Tia, after all.

 

The boy only glanced at K'zhumi sideways, his expression back to his unfriendly self. Or in this case, his unfriendly, slightly humiliated, pride hurt self.

 

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From her position, K'mih's closed hands moved near her mouth, shocked at how the scene had developed in a matter of seconds. She didn't join the other huntresses just yet, still confused. It wasn't like they needed help, for the guest was clearly outnumbered, and he didn't even have a weapon in his hands.

[Izmina]

K'zhumi's ears twitched back in irritation as her sister placed a hand on her to stop her from pushing through the crowd. Her mood soured further as she was passed off to their brother like a small child, she needed to see to her patient. Meeting her brother's unfriendly gaze with an equally displeased glare of her own, Zhumi wondered how long the males would posture out there and keep her from K'luha.

 

A slightly unsettling grin crossed Zhumi's face as she thought over her sister's orders to K'rahto. Watch me? He can watch me heal my patient. she grinned to her self and began working around behind the crowd of curious onlookers, not even looking around to see if her brother had noticed her move, assuming her would follow K'iara's instructions and come with her.

 

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Furious at the percieved mistreatment of her aunt, K'tahjha reached for her right boot and pulled out her knife. Tail lashing and ears flattened, she began cutting K'luha loose from the board.

[K'nahli]

K'nahli's ears twitched suddenly with anxiety as K'yohko gave the order for the huntresses to raise their arms in readiment. The harsh vibrancy of her maroon eyes glowed brightly like a flickering, morning campfire that contested Azeyma's overwhelming dominance as her gaze fell upon the large and unmovable silhouette that placed himself between the unfamiliar miqo'te and his family. The nunh's large shadow almost seemed to extend to infinity behind them as he stood alone before the outsider, defiant as he saw fit.

 

The young girl breathed a soft sigh to herself that sounded almost critical to his sudden behaviour, though her eyes would refuse to detach themselves from the scene before her. Her natural reaction begged her to walk away and give the silly scene no further merit by standing by as a spectator... but in truth, she didn't know. As her eyes slowly moved from one male to the other, observing every subtle hint of body language and facial expression from the pair, she grew less and less sure of herself. Less and less sure that she actually knew her father as well as she had thought.

 

("....would he..?")

 

Half a step was taken forward towards the towering form of her father as concern slowly took a firm hold over the young huntress's body. Should she intervene? Say something? Do something? Was this outsider even worth the trouble it might cause for her to do so? She was already on rough terms with her father as it stood. She hadn't even spoke to him properly since he last scolded her.

 

Still, she edged just a little closer every now and then... holding out hope that things would resolve themselves before she felt compelled to invade the scene... and also hoping that she would not come to her decision too late. K'yohko claimed the girl's final glance as she moved a little closer toward the front of the group once again. His defiance was not misplaced... though perhaps his aggression was. What was he capable of, the girl wondered?

[Xha'li Moui]

Xha'li felt the tension in the air, but made to move to grab either the spear or crook he'd taken off of his chocobo and set with the rest of his gear, instead he stepped further away from his weapons and kept his hands visible, sounding mildly confused and with his ears partway back he looked K'yohko in the eyes and asked, "Did I say something to offend?  If so I offer my sincerest apologies, but as I said my chocobos are in condition to travel, and will need to rest until the night.  Keep  a watch on me if you wish, but I'm not going to risk my birds, nor do I wish to fight."

 

As Li spoke the chick that had been with him came up to him and chirped, grinning slightly at it as he scratched over its eye Li continued in a light friendly tone he used for soothing unruly chocobo, "I simply wished to learn more about the other side of my family."