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24th January . 9.30am . Archery Field . Optime Form


The young Stormbringer held his breath as he plunged into the depths of the water, exuberance rushing through his body at the combination of the chill to the water and the cleanliness that he already felt as the bubbles of air released from his coat and rose to the surface. It was part of his mourning routine and it hadn't changed a bit since he'd arrived at the festival four days ago. So far he hadn't managed to do all that much, although he'd acquired a new horse and some important pouches of herbs that would be incredibly useful when he had need of them. He opened his eyes, feeling the familiar sting against his eyeballs before he blinked and it vanished. There was a certain advantage of bathing in the lake- it was deep enough that he could jump in without hitting the bottom and he could swim around all he liked.


The male spent a good half an hour in the lake, swimming and grooming himself in a way that was certainly unnatural for many canines. When he felt as though he were clean enough, he moved towards the shore, already planning his route out towards the horses and back around to the tents once more. He allowed his mind to switch off as his paws struck the ground and in no time at all, he 'awoke' to the tents around him. Releasing a breath, he panted quickly in an attempt to cool his body down. He had no idea what he was going to do today, but he could feel that something was going to be happening. He moved towards the activities section of the grounds, green eyes watching as a few of the other activities began.


It was on this wander through the activities going on that he spotted a familiar set of equipment not far away. While he had never shot a bow, he was familiar with the target and the structures of the bow and the arrow. Safe to say that his interest was now peaked, the male moved swiftly towards the area, noting that it wasn't completely empty. He didn't think he knew anyone here, but he allowed himself to shift up into his Optime form, shaking his arms out. "I'd like to participate" He said softly, receiving a nod from the instructor who was still in conversation with another person. He settled to leaning against a tree, waiting for the lesson to begin.

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