05-30-2011, 12:13 AM
He was already inching his way up behind her; he wanted to help her so badly. His eyes watched her struggling with the arrow, and he desperately wanted to move in and do it for her. But he didn’t, he stood behind her with a soft smile, his tail slowly swishing behind him. He had had the same problem when he had tried the freaking thing; he had a love hate relationship with bows as it was. They were the only thing that could really cause him massive harm and counter all his armor and protection.
When she seemed to finally reach her point and her voice came across his ears he was instantly there. His form molded to hers as his arm reached out to help her with keeping the arrow. For now he didn’t notice that it was the first time they had been this close, he was focused on the task at hand. He molded her hand to allow the arrow to sit along her thumb, both of their bodies in harmony together before his voice rumbled forth against her back.
“Aim just along the arrow’s shaft, keep it held just there along your thumb resting, then when you have it in your sights,” his head rested along her shoulder, muzzle coming along hers from behind, “Just have your fingers let go of the draw string while holding the bow steady and it should fly true.” Everything else was up to Amata, he’d do this as many times as it took, not that he minded but if she needed him to take a gentle hand with her then he would.
When she seemed to finally reach her point and her voice came across his ears he was instantly there. His form molded to hers as his arm reached out to help her with keeping the arrow. For now he didn’t notice that it was the first time they had been this close, he was focused on the task at hand. He molded her hand to allow the arrow to sit along her thumb, both of their bodies in harmony together before his voice rumbled forth against her back.
“Aim just along the arrow’s shaft, keep it held just there along your thumb resting, then when you have it in your sights,” his head rested along her shoulder, muzzle coming along hers from behind, “Just have your fingers let go of the draw string while holding the bow steady and it should fly true.” Everything else was up to Amata, he’d do this as many times as it took, not that he minded but if she needed him to take a gentle hand with her then he would.