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As his rough fingers ran over the well-smoothed wood, he found himself admiring the craftsmanship of the bow. It was something he himself had never tried—he had been given his, as he had been given the arrows. Yet the fact she could make these was something he intended to see used for Inferni. “Do you think you could make more?” He asked, looking up at her. “We don’t have many archers here besides myself, but I want to make sure all my coyotes learn how to shoot.”
Tactics, even now. Low ground meant that they could shift positions and use other weapons, but arrows were easy. They were simple and they were something that could kill from a distance. Most coyotes were too small to fight wolves head on, and he had seen more and more of them wearing armor. Teeth and claws could not break through such things, but sharpened stone (or metal) might. “I can make you something in return, of course. You seem to be without a quiver, hm?” A smile, honest for once.
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