WC: 415 OOC: :3
He checked her, though she was the doctor and she couldn’t help but be embarrassed at her slight outcry of something so small, though it was unexpected and still did sting, but he seemed to want to prevent her from doing again, but she wasn’t sure that it would be so easy, even when he made it look like it was. He had her look at how he did it and she paid close attention to the way he pulled it back, as though it was not tight against the wood of the bow, but just a string that was dangling there. She watched in particular the way he held his hands and demonstrated.
“I think I can try that, maybe without the arrow first”
she said when he asked if she was ready. She was not one to quit when something bad happened. She was like her mother like that, a stubborn creature ready to prove something to herself. Now it was that she could master this instrument of power. She took the bow back, and smiled at him, her missmatched eyes sparkling a little in the excitement of this new learning experience. She then pulled it back and held it in place, almost as perfectly as he did, though she knew something was off, but couldn’t figure, what, though she remembered to bend the elbow that held the bow itself, but he arm holding the string was slightly off, so if the arrow were on there she would have a hard time keeping it on. She let the string go though, and it snapped, but not against her skin. She smiled at this accomplishment. Then she did a few more practice trials before looking for an arrow, the only ones being on Saluce’s back. She moved towards him and though she got close, she knew the game she was suddenly playing as she reached around for and arrow. She got dangerously close to him, though more innocently than being any seductive kind of way. She then blushed a bit and looked away from him and turned back to the target, composing herself, taking a few deep breaths before knocking the arrow. Though she did remember to bend her elbow, she did forget to keep the other one in its own position, resulting in a short flying arrow, that dug into the ground. Amata frowned a little, but as this was her first time, she was still not discourage.
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