// one fine day you'll look at me //
Oh, not the arrow, the bird. Gotcha gotcha. Koa watches curiously as Mel reaches in her quiver again, eyes widening perceptibly at the electricity that sparkles there. Silver snaps illuminate the wooden shaft, and as it flies it looks like a lightning bolt, straight ahead as fast as light and directly into the cawing crow. With a final mocking croak the void beast crumples into death, a gently smoking corpse left behind and---
--- "Holy shit, dude, that was awesome!"
All his trepidation is left behind, coiling like the smoke that still emanates from the corpse. "Fuck yeah I wanna learn," he grins, rocking eagerly onto the balls of his feet and back down to his heels. Reaching for the arrow (and offering Sila a grateful pat on the head, should the aloof dragon accept), Koa once more knocks his ammunition, though he doesn't pull the string taut yet. Instead he looks eagerly to Melita, copper eyes glittering with the anticipation of a student in his favorite subject, waiting impatiently to learn.
--- "Holy shit, dude, that was awesome!"
All his trepidation is left behind, coiling like the smoke that still emanates from the corpse. "Fuck yeah I wanna learn," he grins, rocking eagerly onto the balls of his feet and back down to his heels. Reaching for the arrow (and offering Sila a grateful pat on the head, should the aloof dragon accept), Koa once more knocks his ammunition, though he doesn't pull the string taut yet. Instead he looks eagerly to Melita, copper eyes glittering with the anticipation of a student in his favorite subject, waiting impatiently to learn.
Koa
// and you will know our love was meant to be //
