03.Feb.14, 04:22 PM
Her thoughts firmly placed on her growling stomach, Kiamyn almost missed T'drin's scathing retorts. Her mouth twitched in annoyance.
"Yeah. I'm spoiled," spoiled people are those without anyone. She turned on her heal towards her pack not even bothering to hide how pissed off and sad she was. "K'ran of Grykith was my father. Z'lud of blue Urath is my brother." She figured it was better to answer his question than reply with another stupid remark about something she'd later regret.
At her pack, Kia knelt down to start a fire. She wasn't going to get back in time for dinner. "I have food," she said. It wasn't exactly an invitation. She gave him information and let him make with it what he would. She may have believed she wanted to be alone, felt like the presence of another person caused her immeasurable grief, but already a weight was lifted slightly off her shoulders.
Kia brought out a small pan and laid it over the fire before unwrapping some meat to grill. It was going to be a simple meal, only a few spices to season and some greens to wrap it with, but it'd be filling and she had brought more than enough.
True to her character, Kia forgot a knife to pick the meat off the pan and burned herself slightly trying to flip it. Kia cursed to herself and nursed her sore fingers. I need a knife. She looked over at the nosy rider and sighed. "Do you have a knife I can use?" she asked, slightly miffed that she needed help.
"Yeah. I'm spoiled," spoiled people are those without anyone. She turned on her heal towards her pack not even bothering to hide how pissed off and sad she was. "K'ran of Grykith was my father. Z'lud of blue Urath is my brother." She figured it was better to answer his question than reply with another stupid remark about something she'd later regret.
At her pack, Kia knelt down to start a fire. She wasn't going to get back in time for dinner. "I have food," she said. It wasn't exactly an invitation. She gave him information and let him make with it what he would. She may have believed she wanted to be alone, felt like the presence of another person caused her immeasurable grief, but already a weight was lifted slightly off her shoulders.
Kia brought out a small pan and laid it over the fire before unwrapping some meat to grill. It was going to be a simple meal, only a few spices to season and some greens to wrap it with, but it'd be filling and she had brought more than enough.
True to her character, Kia forgot a knife to pick the meat off the pan and burned herself slightly trying to flip it. Kia cursed to herself and nursed her sore fingers. I need a knife. She looked over at the nosy rider and sighed. "Do you have a knife I can use?" she asked, slightly miffed that she needed help.