Archery [p]ractice!
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Yeah, definitely!


The mare was the first to take notice of the newly arrived duo, drawing attention to herself with a loud nicker. Stranger’s eyes were still locked on the pale horse, letting out a soft neigh as she approached. Dresden smirked as the dark stallion lifted his head up high, ever the proud horse. Well, well, wasn’t this interesting. It seemed the normally temperamental stallion was smitten. Or perhaps he was simply glad to see another of his kind after traveling for weeks with the broody Dresden.


The warrior turned his gaze back to the girl, who had by then noticed their presence. He raised his hand in an awkward imitation of her wave. The girl stood and introduced herself, an eager grin lighting up her features. Her name was Robin, and she seemed to be a friendly girl, approaching him without much hesitation. “Call me Dresden,” he said in turn. Icy eyes watched the girl as she padded toward him, leaving her book to sit forgotten in the grass.


She pointed out his bow and he slipped it off his back, smile still clinging to his lips. “Sure do,” he said, turning it over in his hands. “Yours definitely looks prettier than mine.” The smile widened marginally. She seemed so young, perhaps just a tad older than his own girls would be. Would they be this bubbly and friendly too? He certainly hoped so. Seeing their little smiles when he woke up each morning was probably what he missed the most.


He dismissed the thoughts, focusing his attention instead on their bows. His gaze drifted from the scarred wood of his to the smooth curve of hers. He remembered when he’d first received this bow. Back then it was in pristine condition like the one belonging to the youth. It had seen a lot of use since then, not all of it pleasant. There was still one thing missing here for the girl. “It doesn’t look like you have any arrows," he said, turning his gaze to Robin’s bright blue eyes. “Can’t do much without them, can you?” With that, he reached over his shoulder and pulled a single arrow from his quiver and held it out for the girl.

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