When the arrow sliced through the air and thunked into the target closer to the bull’s-eye, Dixie yipped and clapped her little hands together. Squirming around happily, she grabbed another arrow and held it up, ready for Saul to take another shot. He looked pleased with himself, as he should be, but instead of going to try again, he mentioned helping HER out. The little girl’s head pulled back slightly and she looked up at him with a curious look on her face. She wanted to help him do this; help him get good at the bows and arrows…because he had asked if she wanted to participate with him. Not many would have asked her to join. They would have just seen her small size and waved her off as a lost cause. Saul was able to see past her body and realize that she WAS a capable woman, able to do just as much, if not more, than the average sized Luperci.
Jumping up, she wrapped herself around him again and squeezed him in a tight hug for a few moments, giving thanks for his wonderful friendship. They didn’t even really know each other all that well, and here they were acting like old, old friends. These were the best relationships of all, and Dixie was immensely happy to have one. Okay then…if ya think it’s worth the trouble. I ain’t gonna be able to do much. Grabbing the too large bow, she knocked an arrow and just stood there limply, waiting for Saul to do whatever it was he wanted to do. Her body stiffened a tiny bit when he sidled up behind her, got down on his knees, and wrapped his arms around her little frame.
When on his knees, Saul’s head was just a tiny bit shorter than hers, and it made her feel like a child. Sighing softly, a bit annoyed with her size, and leaned back against his chest. The warmth coming from his fur pushed into hers and had her relaxing within moments, his masculine scent enveloping her entire frame easily. The male wrapped his hands around her own on the bow and the string, helping her pull them apart and balance them in the air without shaking. When he let go, she did as well, and the arrow snapped away. It flew through the air and clipped the side of the target before hitting the ground.
Dixie didn’t care where the arrow had landed, just that it had gone so far in the first place. Dropping the weapon, she whipped around and licked Saul right up the side of the face. Thank you! Thaaank you so much!
.dixieemaay b {font-weight:bold; color:#babeb5; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #4b4d49; }
.dixieemaay p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;}
.dixieemaay {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#888985; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2mzqyo.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 220px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#4e5149; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;}
.dixieemaay p b:before { content: open-quote; }
.dixieemaay p b:after {content: close-quote; }
</style>
[/html]