COLT
Alys certainly could, arguably should, use all the tools at her disposal to evade and maintain the steadiness of her shot. Especially if the goal for her is to aim and deliver, to dodge and escape, then it'd be more on Colt to be crafty, improving each of them in stride. Since the pair seem to be fumbling about just fine with their hands and feet, maybe this is already exercise enough though. Colt isn't exactly a warrior. She survives each day, fights her own battles, but certainly isn't trained for battle and mostly competes off instinct and occasionally some sense. She can't teach what she herself doesn't know, and she can only learn by continuing to try and grasp success and some lack of bruising each time she squares off with someone. Seems Alys might be the same, and given both their preference for the bow and arrow, the hand to hand is a bit different.
There is a surge of confidence and glee when her next attempt also succeeds, enough that at first she doesn't even bad seeing Alys tip back onto the ground. She manages not to laugh, though her grin is inescapable as she offers a hand for Alys to pick herself back up with. Righted, and bow returned, Colt shrugs. "Good thing we're practicing then. Not sure I'd fare any better in your shoes, to be honest. It all kinda feels like an ugly dance, but eventually you learn the steps." She hopes, anyway.
As they reset once more, Colt counting down in her mind, she angles for distraction this time. Not having much on her, she plucks off her hat and flings it like a frisbee towards Alys' bow, arcing around on a run to try and deliver a punch into Aly's lower left side.
3/4 flings her hat at Alys' bow and punch her left side
There is a surge of confidence and glee when her next attempt also succeeds, enough that at first she doesn't even bad seeing Alys tip back onto the ground. She manages not to laugh, though her grin is inescapable as she offers a hand for Alys to pick herself back up with. Righted, and bow returned, Colt shrugs. "Good thing we're practicing then. Not sure I'd fare any better in your shoes, to be honest. It all kinda feels like an ugly dance, but eventually you learn the steps." She hopes, anyway.
As they reset once more, Colt counting down in her mind, she angles for distraction this time. Not having much on her, she plucks off her hat and flings it like a frisbee towards Alys' bow, arcing around on a run to try and deliver a punch into Aly's lower left side.
3/4 flings her hat at Alys' bow and punch her left side
I had some help
It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself
Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf
It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself
Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
