Soleil
In your warmth the sun was put to shame
If you asked me to, I would still run to you
Her answer about using the hels for meat conflicts with what Hadama had told her, but Soleil merely puts it down to gossip or Mer tastebuds being different from landwalkers and moves on easily. Meat is meat, Soleil has never been picky. Besides, the notion of massive fireworks is far more intriguing, her golden eyes practically turning to slits with the force of her massive eager grin. "Can I convince you to share your dealer?" Because if it was Soleil she'd be keeping that hush hush. Then again, the girl hadn't even shared her own name yet, so maybe it really will be a challenge to weasel it out of her.If you asked me to, I would still run to you
Maybe in a minute though, because Sol isn't one to back down from a challenge even if she's not much of a show-off. Winking and spinning away, Soleil blows a curl off her forehead and deftly slips an arrow from her quiver to nock it like second nature. A bit different from other stances, she squats low like a hunting dog, bow slightly angled to the side instead of drawn perfectly to her shoulder. Either way it seems to work for her, because the first arrow spears through a bird flawlessly, dropping it straight to the sand. The flock scatters into the sky again - though, still stupidly, not going far - and Soleil pulls another arrow in swift succession to knock a second bird out of the sky as it tries to beat gravity fast enough to avoid its fate. Straightening from her crouch, Soleil grins over her shoulder. "Think that's enough to retrieve them now?"
