K'rahto's heart skipped a beat at the silhouette of the one he'd been waiting for. There she was, with the morning sun caressing her skin under dark, silky hair. Oh, but it hadn't been her skin, nor had it been her hair, what caught his attention years ago.
It'd been her eyes, fierce on the outside, and yet so painfully lonely. K'rahto didn't know if anyone else could see the same he did whenever he looked at her from afar. However, fascinated as he'd always been with those wine orbs, he'd never had many chances to indulge in them. Not until now. Today, it was him the one she looked at.
He remained stiff and serious as the female approached him, trying to hide everything behind his serious mask of pure concentration. Her question came as a surprise that made him blink unconsciously.
"I used the bow for the first time when I was eight..." he explained, unsure of if that was what she wanted to hear. The boy might have trained archery on several occasions, but never as seriously as she did. At least, it'd been that way until five suns ago.
It'd been her eyes, fierce on the outside, and yet so painfully lonely. K'rahto didn't know if anyone else could see the same he did whenever he looked at her from afar. However, fascinated as he'd always been with those wine orbs, he'd never had many chances to indulge in them. Not until now. Today, it was him the one she looked at.
He remained stiff and serious as the female approached him, trying to hide everything behind his serious mask of pure concentration. Her question came as a surprise that made him blink unconsciously.
"I used the bow for the first time when I was eight..." he explained, unsure of if that was what she wanted to hear. The boy might have trained archery on several occasions, but never as seriously as she did. At least, it'd been that way until five suns ago.
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
