K'nahli breathed a soft sigh of relief upon beholding that her arrow had indeed succeeded in the trial of distance. Her hand, having now ceased its trembling, found its way over her still-racing heart and rested against it firmly in attempt to help subdue its racing rhythm. A gentle smile formed as she found contentment with the result. Her anxiety had now dissipated entirely. She didn't owe anyone anything.
Her eyes flicked over to the tia as he declared her evident victory in a subdued and defeated voice. His tone and posture, however, granted a strange feeling upon the girl. Earlier, when she was assured of her own imminent victory, she imagined herself scolding the male afterward for wasting time with a weapon he had no intention of giving proper use and denying his true skill of spear-wielding further training. She imagined telling him that his immature attitude was the true reason that she would show no interest towards him holding the title. A nuhn should be calm and collected, wise and unbiased.
He had yet to shed away the encumbering shadow of his past and take a step towards that path. This was why she would not support someone like him.
Instead however, she found herself wallowing in a discomforting cocoon of her own guilt. She insulted him and made him feel like nothing when he had braved to finally take the opportunity, that had clearly agonized him for some time, to show his weaker side, something even she could not find herself capable of doing after these five years.
"...This time" K'nahli finally spoke with a shy and somewhat reluctant voice, adding to K'rahto's statement. Her eyes traveled upward to meet the amber glow of his as she forced herself to smile subtly.
"Try to keep your elbow higher. Anchor it to that position even if it means your shots are erratic and inaccurate for a while. With enough practice, you will adapt and be able to fire properly without needing to even think about your posture" she advised while training her eyes on the bow that balanced itself across her outstretched palm.
A more prominent smile eventually found its way across her face as she gripped the bow tightly and reached it outward in his direction to thump the tia gently over the crown of his head as if to scold him.
"Though I recommend you stick to spears" was all she would add before turning on her heels to return to the camp.
She had enough excitement for one day, perhaps she was due a rest from practice.
Her eyes flicked over to the tia as he declared her evident victory in a subdued and defeated voice. His tone and posture, however, granted a strange feeling upon the girl. Earlier, when she was assured of her own imminent victory, she imagined herself scolding the male afterward for wasting time with a weapon he had no intention of giving proper use and denying his true skill of spear-wielding further training. She imagined telling him that his immature attitude was the true reason that she would show no interest towards him holding the title. A nuhn should be calm and collected, wise and unbiased.
He had yet to shed away the encumbering shadow of his past and take a step towards that path. This was why she would not support someone like him.
Instead however, she found herself wallowing in a discomforting cocoon of her own guilt. She insulted him and made him feel like nothing when he had braved to finally take the opportunity, that had clearly agonized him for some time, to show his weaker side, something even she could not find herself capable of doing after these five years.
"...This time" K'nahli finally spoke with a shy and somewhat reluctant voice, adding to K'rahto's statement. Her eyes traveled upward to meet the amber glow of his as she forced herself to smile subtly.
"Try to keep your elbow higher. Anchor it to that position even if it means your shots are erratic and inaccurate for a while. With enough practice, you will adapt and be able to fire properly without needing to even think about your posture" she advised while training her eyes on the bow that balanced itself across her outstretched palm.
A more prominent smile eventually found its way across her face as she gripped the bow tightly and reached it outward in his direction to thump the tia gently over the crown of his head as if to scold him.
"Though I recommend you stick to spears" was all she would add before turning on her heels to return to the camp.
She had enough excitement for one day, perhaps she was due a rest from practice.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
