dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
This time, the younger Ascended isn’t as lucky. Which is only natural, as aiming is far more difficult that mustering up the muscle to send something flying. The arrow’s trajectory seems to wobble a bit and curve away from its target, as if batted away by an unseen hand. When it sinks into the ground, it isn’t far from the target, but it isn’t close either. She shrugs.
“It’s a small target. Good form, though.” Reaching again for the bow, she then hesitates an pulls her hand back. “Let’s try a bigger target. Me.” Offering the young man a mischievous fanged grin, Wessex fairly skips away and places herself a little beyond the most recent target, arms and legs outstretched. “Your goal is to make me move,” she announces. After a thought, she adds, “And my goal is to catch an arrow.”
See? They can both benefit from this.
“It’s a small target. Good form, though.” Reaching again for the bow, she then hesitates an pulls her hand back. “Let’s try a bigger target. Me.” Offering the young man a mischievous fanged grin, Wessex fairly skips away and places herself a little beyond the most recent target, arms and legs outstretched. “Your goal is to make me move,” she announces. After a thought, she adds, “And my goal is to catch an arrow.”
See? They can both benefit from this.
