[AW] [LCSS] Spinning 'round my head and I stare
Mounted Archery Spectating
#1
Settling in with Aidan for the night of their arrival to Del Cenere had been a nice one. Both of them were far from home, neither one of them leaving very far, if at all, unless they were in one another's company. In his case, that could extend to the other members of Salsola, but the sentiment was still the same. Both of them felt content in one another's company. Still, this was a much larger outing than their time at Roja. In another way, this could be another test for Aidan. How would he handle being around so many people?

At least he would have the one person that mattered most to help him out.

The early morning had left the silent man alone. The Warden was not required to get up at the same time as his former servant. No, it was natural for him to be up earlier than others. After all, there was always some kind of work to be done, whether it be self imposed, or at the request of another in the kingdom. If he recalled right from what he had heard, there were events for the first three days. As far as he knew sign ups had been taken care of, so all that was left was for contestants to participate. He was heading to the first one.

Silas paused along the edge, casting a brief glance at those that also came to watch, then let them fall on those participating. His ears moved up as he spotted two lined up from the starting point, that being Kamari and Liam. It made him wonder something. Was Kamari aware of who Liam was? Surely... they had the same surname after all. It made him curious to see how she would act, both in this competition and outside of it.

Well... now he had two people to keep an eye on. Neither one of them had gone yet when he arrived, but that made him all the more eager to see their turns first hand. A small smile crossed over his face as he stood hunched over, awaiting in anticipation.
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#2
OOC:
*hogs all the Salena threads* Although Bat is going to be a pain in the butt for poor Silas since she's only just learning to read... although she might be able to sound it out! This could actually be good for her, lol.

IC:
It was thrilling to be at such a big event, although she felt woefully out of her element. There were so many canines in one place, all eager and interested in so many different things. Trade, meeting with friends, forging alliances, perhaps making enemies. Life was at an accelerated rate in the Stockshow and the speed made her feel strange. Torn between exhilaration and anxiety. She felt overstimulated, but she wasn't sure if it was a good or bad thing. Probably bad. Mostly bad. But also good? Sometimes. In some ways. Tali would try to sort through her feelings about all of it later.

Clay Pigeons wasn't until later, so she had decided to check out one of the other events that was happening. Mounted Archery would have been right up her alley... if she had liked horses. Liam was competing in it, though, so that was cause enough to go watch it. She didn't know anyone else participating in it which would make it easy to root for her friend. Maybe some of the other participants she'd meet later, anyway. There was a lot of Stockshow yet before them and only a very small portion behind them. Basically they'd all shown up and settled into their places to rest, signed up for things, and now this was the first event of the Show.

She walked over near one of the other onlookers and waved at him. Something about him felt... familiar, though she couldn't place it. Probably she had just seen him around the day before or slightly earlier that day. Taleon was sure she'd spend most of the week thinking she knew everyone from somewhere and most of the time it was probably going to be from here. "Who're you rooting for?" she asked the male, looking out at all the competitors preparing to start their runs.

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
#3
Silas wasn't sure how long he was going to be standing here until the event started, not that it mattered all that much to him. He was used to being up early, so it was likely he had just arrived ahead of most. Given the contestants were just lining up when he had come, some of the rules would have to still go over and actually get ready for them to take the round. With not much else do, all he could really do was keep his attention forward.

His ears turned first, but his head followed soon after at the sound of someone else approaching near him. It was a darker female, not one he could recall seeing before. Truth be told, he wasn't sure if it was someone he should recognize or not. When it came to those in New Caledonia, he had to be more wary... were any of them aware of his connection to Liam? Who had seen him assisting with the war they had taken part in at the beginning of the year? He had to be careful...

But for all he knew, this wasn't the case with this woman. After all, there were people from at least two other places here as well.
The silent man paused at her question. Considering the previous thoughts he had, he wondered if he should mention he was here to watch his brother. He could always lie about who the man was... His hand moved up, first pointing to Liam, then it drifted over to a short jackal woman. He knew his false name, but wasn't sure if others did. Better to just point to her and wait to see if anyone questioned who she was.

That lie was easier to work with.

Silas reached into his pocket, pulling out a small book and writing utensil, in part anticipation, and in part to write out a question. He began to write, soon turning the open page to her, prompting the same question back to her, 'Who did you come to watch?'
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#4
He pointed to Liam at first, then to a jackal-looking female. Bat was excited that it seemed like - if she'd followed his pointing correctly - he was also rooting for Liam. Though it made her wonder how he knew her brewmaster friend. Before she could ask, though, he had pulled out a writing utensil and paper.

Her face flushed with heat. Of course she would end up talking to someone who didn't speak. Though she had started lessons with Losse, she was far from proficient at reading. She twitched her ears in an advanced apology as she looked at the paper, "I'm not great at reading, so this might... take me a minute." she admitted. Her tongue rolled in her mouth as she tried to sound out how to say the letters without actually vocalizing them. It was a short enough sentence, so she was able to grasp the concept after she got through the first few words from context.

"Oh! I'm rooting for Liam, too. I think you pointed at him first, then the jackal? I don't know her, but Liam is in my pack. He's actually the one who convinced me to join." she said with a smile and a wag of her tail. It was obvious he understood vocal language well enough, he just couldn't speak for whatever reason. Or maybe didn't want to speak. Either way, it wasn't her business. "I'm Battalion, by the way."

Before he'd have a chance to write down his response - and she could fumble over trying to read it - they were starting. There would be three passes and time between competitors, so she'd have time still to catch his name. Either that or she'd have to ask Liam later about his friend who couldn't speak.

First up for the competition was a smaller framed coyote with pretty eyes. She hit the target, but in the third ring. Assuming it was like regular target shooting, that wasn't the best. It was a hit, though. Bat wasn't even sure she could manage that from the back of a horse. She definitely fared better than the next canine, who had his head slammed into his horse when it reared up. Her hand went to her mouth and she let out an "ow", wincing with sympathy for how much that must've hurt. Liam went next and she cheered for him, but alas it was a miss. Her ears twitched sadly. He had two more passes. Still time to make it up. Now that the wolf she knew had gone, she looked back at her current company. "Hopefully he'll do better the next two passes."

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
#5
Silas' ears pulled back slightly. Of course he would happen to be with someone that couldn't read all that well. Given that Brocade couldn't read as well, perhaps it would be in his best interests to just assume all adults would be able to read. Granted, most of them did, but he should be prepared on the chance they said they couldn't, or make sure there was someone nearby that could translate for them. At the very least, she explained it would take her some time as opposed to not being able to read it all.

He'd have to just stick to simpler questions and answers upon learning this.

The silent man's ears moved up slightly at that notion. Liam had been the one to convince her to join New Caledonia? As much as that uneasy, bitter feeling threatened to rise about his brother, it was interesting to learn about his life in his new home. Just what had his brother done since the war? What kind of presence did he have in his home? Clearly something like a higher ranked member if he had such sway. He gave her a small smile, writing down before turning the page, 'Nice to meet you. I am Sparrow Lassiter.'

It seemed she didn't get the chance to see it, as when he had done so, her attention was on the event. He must have been so engrossed in writing that he hadn't noticed. That's alright. He could keep it open in a spot where she could see it when she got the chance.

Golden eyes watched the movement of the luperci on the backs of horses. Mounted archery, let alone combat, was a bit of a newer concept, at least since he had come to Salsola. Then again, he wasn't an animal person. That was part of what made observing this event in particular so interesting. Each of them had taken their turn, Kamari having done rather well on her first shot. The same couldn't be said for his brother. He missed. Ears pulled back. It wasn't the end of the competition, but he was certainly going to have to aim better.

Silas cast a glance to the darker woman, laying his book flat so he could write again, 'Yes. Hopefully. Can't be worse.' Well... he could miss again, but he couldn't do worse than missing right?
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#6
The long-earred wolf was glad that at least she had started to learn to sound things out. A few weeks ago, she'd have been absolutely useless staring at a piece of paper with scratches she recognized as letters. At least she wasn't completely useless when it came to communicating with someone who couldn't talk. If she had needed any encouragement to learn to read, this would've been it. She hadn't really needed the extra push, though; she already had more than enough reasons to want to know how to absorb the written word.

She had missed the paper that said the man's name before the matches started, but caught it and slowly rolled the letters around in her mouth. The last name didn't matter as much, except to memorize the letters so she could reference them if needed later. She needed to be able to call him something later when she mentioned meeting him to Liam. "Spah-row? OH! Sparrow! It's good to meet you, Sparrow." she was still catching on to the different ways letters sounded sometimes on the paper. The wrong a sound would make his name different, although it still sounded sort of like sparrow, which was why she had caught on to what it probably actually was.

"I really am sorry that I am terrible at reading, I'm sure I'll be much better if we ever meet again." she said with an apologetic twitch of her ears.

He had written more and she looked at it, painstakingly trying to remember the sound each letter made in her head. Yes was easy; she recognized that one just on glance now. The rest of it took her a few minutes of mentally sounding it out, but she thought she got the gist. "That's true. I'm an archer myself, I can't imagine doing it from a horse. I'm not great with horses, but even if I was, it seems tough to coordinate them with your bow... I'm impressed anyone can hit anything at all."

Tali felt kind of bad that she was talking so much when he couldn't say anything in response and she couldn't read fast enough to have an effective conversation. Next time, she thought, if they ever met again she'd make sure she could be a better conversationalist with the mute male.

She had missed the light-hued wolf who had gone after Liam because she had been talking to Sparrow. The jackal that he had seemed interested in seeing was up now. She hit the target in the secondary ring, which wasn't bad. Definitely better than a full miss. That was the end of the round and after points were announced, they were back to the top of the roster. Hopefully they'd see Liam get some points on the board.

The small coyote was up again. This time she hit a bullseye, and Battalion whistled. "Impressive." she knew how hard that was on solid ground, much less on a horse. Skill and luck had to work together to make that kind of thing happen. Next up was the doggish man who had missed last time like Liam. This time he hit, close to the bullseye but not quite on it. Her nerves leaped again, anxious for her friend to also make a better showing this round.

This time, he hit the target! She grinned and wagged her tail, looking over at Sparrow. "Much better!"

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
#7
Silas was certainly a man of patience. If there was one thing he understood having to communicate the way he did, and the life he lived, it was patience as well as efficiency. It was a bit of a delicate balance when it came to staying in line. He was more thankful than he ever voiced for those in Salsola for putting up with his lifestyle. It couldn't have been easy for them, certainly not when he couldn't even use his book for whatever reason. The same came to this woman. He didn't mind however much time it would take. It was a shame he wasn't much help to getting her to read where she was struggling.

He wrote a bit more in the book, offering a small smile to her once he was done, 'Don't worry. It is alright.' He didn't mind how long it might take. There wasn't even a guarantee they would be crossing paths with one another again. Even if they did, he wouldn't lose his patience with her on her ability to read.

It truly took someone with a mastery of both beast and bow when it came to an event like this. Had he even the idea to enter something like this, he would have failed out the gate. He didn't ride horses, and when it came to weapons, his ranged combat came from throwing daggers, not shooting arrows. He didn't write anything down, not having much else to add to what the dark woman said outside of a nod in agreement.

Golden eyes focused forward, noticing with Battalion that the contestants had lined up once more. It was time for them to take another round. Once again, he watched, though wasn't paying too much attention to those that came before Liam. Once his turn came, he was drawn in. Silently, he hoped for his brother to at least hit the target this time. Just don't miss again. Whether answered by some other being or not, both seemed to watch in anticipation as the del Morte took his shot.

And hit in the second ring.

Silas met the dark woman's excitement, bringing up his hands to clap for his brother achievement. He had done well this time around.
Next one to wait for was Kamari again. Soon enough she was up again. There was no denying the kind of skill she had when she landed another arrow in the second ring. He found his hands clapping together for her once her turn came to an end. Both of them had done well this round. It made him consider once again whom he should be cheering for more than the other. His brother who still had to catch up to win, or one of the packmates he trusted the most?

He took a moment while there was a bit of a break, writing down in the book, 'Yes. Much better. Still needs more. Birch doing well too.'
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#8
Battalion was glad that Sparrow was patient with her. If he had always been mute, it was probably normal for him to deal with low reading comprehension or even complete illiteracy. It was mostly luck that she had started her lessons with Losse before the Stockshow and gotten any awareness of how to read the words he was showing. She was glad for that, at least. She'd have felt terrible if she couldn't properly communicate with him while they spectated together. Though perhaps they wouldn't have talked if she couldn't at least grasp some of what he was trying to say.

There had been a male she missed seeing because she was paying attention to Sparrow; both of their attention was focused on Birch as she competed, though. Another hit for her! "Wow, she's really good. Did you say you help escort her or she helps escort you?" she asked with an amused wag of her tail. She did understand that being a proficient mounted archer didn't mean Birch never needed assistance on trips, but certainly Battalion wouldn't want to face her in a fighting situation. At least not while bows were involved. She had no idea how well Birch fought on the ground and with close proximity weapons.

The wolf read what Sparrow had written, coming to understand it right before they started again. "He got points on the board, but quite a lot to catch up, you're right. I think Birch has a better chance to win." which was unfortunate for Liam. That was just the way the day went sometimes, though. It was easy to think that when she wasn't the one losing or feeling like she was failing, of course.

Round Three started up with the small coyote getting another hit. It wasn't as good as her previous one, but it was enough to get a point. The next rider's horse seemed in a pissy mood and wasn't helping the bowman at all. His was a miss and she winced. "This is why I'm glad I don't do anything with horses... too much relying on them to do their job." she remarked offhand to Sparrow, glancing at him for a physical shrug or nod or smile before looking back at the matchup. There wasn't time for him to write and her to read before the next canine took their shot. Especially since they both wanted to see how the next one did. Liam was back up.

Lili seemed kind of tired and not focused, though she wasn't as ornery as the previous canine's mount. Still, it resulted in a miss. "Damn." she muttered, shaking her head in disappointment for her friend. "At least he got points that one round." she remarked with a frown.

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
#9
Silas' focus had gone to the dark woman once Kamari's turn was over, tilting his head slightly at her question. Even looking back over the small bits he had written in his book for her he couldn't recall mentioning any kind of escorting when it came to his association with the jackal. In fact, he had been doing his best to only mention being with Aidan due to how close they were with one another. Salsola wasn't as omnipresent as those from other places had gathered... and it would harm all of them if something were caught.

Rather than correcting her, the silent man rolled with her question. With any luck, she wouldn't catch on to her own mistake, leaving him to take full advantage of it. This could be an excuse he used in the future if anyone thought to ask him about his reasoning for watching Kamari, or even being around her. He wrote down, then allowing her to see what was there whenhe was done, 'Both. Very skilled. Watch one another's back.'

In a manner of speaking, that was the truth.

Golden eyes returned to the competition, offering a small smile to Battalion. She had a point. Liam was on the board, but if he recalled correctly, this was the last round. He was really going to have to land a good shot if he wanted to have any kind of running. She was likely right about Kamari ending up the winner. That didn't mean he couldn't at least congratulate his brother on at least trying to match up to Kamari.

And the others as well, even if he didn't know them.

Ears fell when Liam took his turn... only to miss again. Silas' face made a silent chuckle at the dark woman's comment. She was right... at least he had managed to make a hit. It was all in fun, but if anything, perhaps if his brother tried again, he would do better the next time around.

The silent man focused once Kamari took her last turn. Once again she had managed to hit the target. It seemed with each passing turn, she was getting further and further from the center. Even so, he was happy to see she had hit it every single time. He clapped, just as he had every round before turning his attention to the woman at his side. He wrote down in his book, offering the page to her once more, 'Did she win?'
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#10
Battalion didn't even realize she had misinterpreted the relationship between the wolf and the jackal, who she had thought were traveling companions based upon the way he wrote about her. Maybe she had even misread a word here or there in her rush to understand what he was writing. It was hard to focus on both reading - which she was still very much learning - and also the event that was happening. Both of them felt important and yet it was something she could not multi-task. Her eyes were necessary for both, after all. One big downside to her companion not being able to (or not wanting to) speak.

When she read what he had written, she thought she surmised that they were both each other's protection, sometimes. She supposed if she had stayed out in the wilds, she'd have wanted someone she could trust that way. Although it would've been hard. Who could she even trust? She had barely trusted those she traveled with as a trader to keep her alive. They did it, of course, as long as it suited them. They'd never had to be put to the test on having her back, though. "That's good, to have someone who can have your back when you need it." she replied. Now that she thought about it, she had Odie's back. He was a loner but she'd go to bat for him any day of the week. Him, Liam, Losse, Dorian... these were her friends and she'd protect them if they needed it. Hopefully he knew that.

The one she didn't know had gone again and she watched, but didn't much care what he scored. Though he had definitely hit. She watched with more interest as Birch went up, though. The woman was doing far better than Liam and she was disappointed in that for her friend, but the del Morte male had kind of been doomed once he started missing. Based upon her estimation, "I think she's tied with that small coyote with the purple eyes." she remarked, pointing at Peony. "Maybe they have to do a final round to see who wins?" she said thoughtfully. They had to wait for the official results - and possible final tie breaker round - before they'd be able to know for sure.

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
#11
Having someone that could be counted on was useful when it came to being part of Salsola. He could be counted on, a reputation had gained relatively on his own through his own obedience. His gained freedom hadn't changed any of that, just enforced it. It was strange in a way, having the others in the kingdom to count on now to come to his own aid. Were he back in Rabenuhr, he would have likely been left to die if put in a situation that allowed others the chance to get away. His new home was different...

And so were the people. He had come to appreciate it, caring for someone as broken as he was... or rather still is in many ways.

Returning to the actual event, the dark woman had been quick to point out Kamari was tied with someone, causing his gaze to move over to the coyote in question. Then again... even she didn't seem too sure of herself when she answered. Guess it was a matter of waiting to see what would happen. If there was indeed a tie, then no doubt the two would be entered to do one final round to determine the winner.

Such did happen when the two women took their places.

The silent man didn't 'voice' it, though he was worried. Kamari had seemed to have fallen into a pattern with her shots. She had gotten lucky on her first shot, and each one past there was getting further and further away. If that was to continue...

Silas' ears pulled back gently, watching with a careful eye as they each took their turn. Anticipation was building inside as he watched. In time, both arrows flew. One hit while the other one missed... and Kamari's was the latter. It was just as he had suspected, following her pattern. Even so, to have made it as far as she had. He was happy for her, and wondered what she thought about coming in second place. Just something to ask if he bumped into her later. He had given one last round of applause, not just for Kamari, but for the other woman who had come in first.

Finally, he turned to his book, 'A good show. Liam will have to work harder. Maybe you can help him?' He didn't know much about the woman next to him other, but she had been there to cheer him on, just as he had been. She'd probably stand a better chance on that front than he did.
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#12
OOC:
One more from you or get it archived here, I think? Thanks so much for the thread! <3

IC:
The long-earred Commoner found that she was correct about a final round. "I hope your friend gets it." she said, although she knew that wishing for success really did nothing. It was all about the gesture, the support for someone else's interests. Although they didn't really know each other, that didn't mean she couldn't root for who he wanted now that her own preferred winner was out of the race.

Unfortunately all the wishing in the world didn't help Birch this time. Her arrow missed and the lavender-eyed coyote's hit; that was an easy marker of who had won. "Second place isn't too bad, though I'm sure she's disappointed in that last run." she remarked. Second place would have been more than satisfactory if she was in the same position. Although, of course, first place was always what one wanted. Only one canine actually got that.

She looked at what he had written and slowly assessed what it said, then nodded. "I'll practice with him. I'm not great for, uh, horses, but I can definitely practice archery with him... and watch him if he wants to work on mounted archery to let him know what I see." although she was not going to be as helpful with that as she could've been if she was familiar with horses in addition to archery. She still thought she should work on getting used to them, but she doubted she'd ever have the ease he did in the saddle.

"Are you going to, um, go congratulate your friend? We can walk over together if you want. I want to just say something real quick to Liam before I head over to my own event." she remarked. The sun was shifting in the sky and she wanted to grab a bite to eat before she went to the Clay Pigeons event.

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
#13
Both of them hoped, but the outcome was not meant to be. He agreed with her on Kamari's standing of course. She had done very well, even if she had only come in second. Considering the others were not members of Salsola, it was given more a sense of pride and family than the others... well besides probably his brother of course. That was not something that needed to be voiced out in the open though. He gave a small shrug of his shoulders, 'Maybe she is, but somehow I don't think so. I'll have to ask her sometime.'

In hindsight, it probably hadn't been the best idea to suggest she helped his brother. While it was a good idea, probably might have been a bit odd of a request for him to do so, as he had already come to admit, he didn't know this woman very well. All the same, it seemed she took it in stride. It brought him some comfort to know, and wondered if this would reach his brother when he returned home.

The two seemed to step in turn, though he pondered her offering. He could probably talk to Kamari before he would be expected for the next event, but there was someone else he had in mind to fill that spot. No doubt from the context Battalion was going to speak to his brother. Liam knew nothing about them being here, and how hidden he needed to be in plain sight. He couldn't take such a risk before being able to speak to the man alone. One hand came up, giving a wave before writing, 'I appreciate the offer, but I must decline. I am expected at the horseshoes event, so I should be on my way.'

Despite being on his way, he had decided to hang by just out of sight. This was a perfect opportunity he wasn't sure he might get at any other point in time. There was still a bit of time... so all he would have to do was wait.
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