[p]oision ivy

Nayati Utina · 09-17-2010, 05:32 PM

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oh psha! that's hardly a wait at all! 300+

After seeing how well the first bow performed, he hoped that all the others were up to this standard. Repairing a spear was much easier than repairing a bow. Unless it was the string that was broken, you usually just had to go and make a whole new bow if the wood broke. The springiness of the wood of the bow was crucial, and if it cracked or broke there really was nothing that could be done to repair it. Nayati had inspected the wood of all the bows briefly and had seen no sign of weakness, but of course you could never be sure that it was in good order until you had to use it. It was important to make sure they were all in good shape before winter hit, for he had an idea to get the tribe together for a large hunt so they could really get a good store of meat going. He didn't know how many of his fellow members would have any desire to use a bow, but if some did, they needed to have ones that worked.

Just as he was about to reach down for another arrow to make sure the consistency of this first bow was up to par, he felt a sudden presence behind him that tapped him on his shoulder. Surprised, the Utina spun quickly around to face the person who had snuck up on him. It was a woman, and both her visage and scent were unfamiliar to him. She didn't carry the smell of the tribe, but he was at the edge of their territory so that wasn't so surprising. Before he had time to ask who she was and what she wanted though, she had her own questions for him. "Uh, this is a bow. It is used for hunting." Of course bows could easily be used for combat as well, but he was a hunter and so that was its main use in his mind. Looking down at her, equally curious, he asked, "Who are you? You do not belong to AniWaya." There wasn't any anger in his tone, for he was still reeling a bit from the surprising circumstances of her appearance.

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