[p] sleeping in the sand

[Wraith Creed]

383. Lol me too! He kind of seems like an idiot in this thread because we are mean hahahaha.
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[/html]When Ithiel returned, he bore a new gift: a red-fletched arrow. The others he held had black arrows, so Wraith recognized that it was some sort of mystery arrow. She shrugged in response since she didn’t really care where he got it from as long as it worked. She wasn’t sure if it was made differently – and if this would affect her ability to use the bow – but she didn’t think it would be a problem. She didn’t know enough about using the equipment anyhow, so if it didn’t work, she’d just chalk it up to inexperience.

Ithiel placed two arrows before Wraith and then handed her the third. She took it and quickly strung it in her bow and then pointed the arrow at the ground. Ithiel indicated for her to try again and then stepped back. She glanced around herself to make sure that she had enough space to shoot. Col seemed to have wandered off somewhere (she didn’t bother looking to see where) so she raised her bow and arrow and pulled the string taut. She lined up her shot, looking down her arm and aiming with her thumb. She bent her elbow a little more this time, fearing the snap of the string, and then let the arrow loose.

“It almost hit it!” she crowed. She turned to Ithiel with a big grin and then bent down to pick up another arrow. She straightened out her left arm a little more, since it had felt weird keeping it bent the last time. This time, the arrow hit the very edge of the target and the string didn’t snap against her arm. She picked up the third arrow, strung it, and then let it loose in very quick succession. It didn’t hit the target, but she knew with more practice, she might be able to.

“I’ll go get them!” she said. She hooked her bow over her shoulder and then dashed onto the course to retrieve the arrows. Since she was the only one with the arrows, she didn’t think she was at risk of getting hit. As she walked back, she saw that Col had created a small pile of grass next to himself, where he had presumably been ripping them up with his toes. What a weird guy.[html]

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