Aurelia
The gourds are catching up to her pretty fast, too fast. Aurelia does her best to get away from them, bounding across the sand with paws that claw for traction desperately. Suddenly, something sings through the air and punctures the hide of the gourd closest to her. With a surprised stutter in her steps, she glances back to see an arrow lodged firmly in the pumpkin.
Maeve? She wonders, awe striking her when suddenly it's almost like there's a whole fleet of archers in one as the Madame fires away. Once the initial shock is over, Aurelia does her best to bait the pumpkins into perfect firing range for Maeve. Which does require a great deal of trust, for the Madame not to shoot her.
When it's all over, Aurelia bumbles over towards the bottom of the stairs to meet Maeve halfway. She's panting and breathless, but now that it's over she plops down onto the backs of her haunches in a way that's quite human, with her back paws put out like feet.
At Maeve's question, she shifts back into herself, sitting almost exactly the same way. Awkwardly, she clambers back up to her feet and smiles. "You weren't the only one Safrin saw something in," she teases, booping Maeve right on the nose. "And hey!"
She nods to the bow, "Since when could you do that?" There's admiration and awe that lathers her gaze, her voice, even her expression as he starts to beam almost proudly at Maeve.
Maeve? She wonders, awe striking her when suddenly it's almost like there's a whole fleet of archers in one as the Madame fires away. Once the initial shock is over, Aurelia does her best to bait the pumpkins into perfect firing range for Maeve. Which does require a great deal of trust, for the Madame not to shoot her.
When it's all over, Aurelia bumbles over towards the bottom of the stairs to meet Maeve halfway. She's panting and breathless, but now that it's over she plops down onto the backs of her haunches in a way that's quite human, with her back paws put out like feet.
At Maeve's question, she shifts back into herself, sitting almost exactly the same way. Awkwardly, she clambers back up to her feet and smiles. "You weren't the only one Safrin saw something in," she teases, booping Maeve right on the nose. "And hey!"
She nods to the bow, "Since when could you do that?" There's admiration and awe that lathers her gaze, her voice, even her expression as he starts to beam almost proudly at Maeve.
Will I reach the end now or ever?
At least if I fall down it's familiar
At least if I fall down it's familiar
