((Final episode of K'rahto's challenge. Previous scene here)).
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The fifth sun, K'rahto walked with firm steps and a very serious expression to the meeting place, punctual like clockwork. Or perhaps too early. It was the spot where he'd confessed for the first time, the one where K'nahli usually trained with her bow. The archery contest would take place as soon as the female arrived, which wasn't yet.
Something moved dangerously fast inside the Tia's stomach. He didn't want to display how nervous he was, but the way he kept biting his lower lip with frowned eyebrows wouldn't hint otherwise. It couldn't be helped; this moment was as decisive as great had been his efforts.
The past suns had been the harshest he remembered. Thanks to his sister's patience and teachings, he believed he had improved considerably. Archery was the very only thing he'd been fully dedicating his mind to, after all. K'iara'd also forced him to sleep early the night before, something that ended up being useless. Her younger brother spent the whole night rolling over himself, thinking too much for his own good.
And here he was, strangely and widely awake, waiting for the one he needed to surpass. This final test would confirm if all his improvements were enough to gain K'nahli's respect...
The fifth sun, K'rahto walked with firm steps and a very serious expression to the meeting place, punctual like clockwork. Or perhaps too early. It was the spot where he'd confessed for the first time, the one where K'nahli usually trained with her bow. The archery contest would take place as soon as the female arrived, which wasn't yet.
Something moved dangerously fast inside the Tia's stomach. He didn't want to display how nervous he was, but the way he kept biting his lower lip with frowned eyebrows wouldn't hint otherwise. It couldn't be helped; this moment was as decisive as great had been his efforts.
The past suns had been the harshest he remembered. Thanks to his sister's patience and teachings, he believed he had improved considerably. Archery was the very only thing he'd been fully dedicating his mind to, after all. K'iara'd also forced him to sleep early the night before, something that ended up being useless. Her younger brother spent the whole night rolling over himself, thinking too much for his own good.
And here he was, strangely and widely awake, waiting for the one he needed to surpass. This final test would confirm if all his improvements were enough to gain K'nahli's respect...
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
