Timestamp: 18th of Summer, 513 AV
"Shyke," She hissed to herself upon hearing a rustle within the brush. It had taken her forever to string the damn long bow. Far longer than she remembered it had been when she had done it in Taloba. With her quiver on her back and put together longbow in hand, Kaie was prepared for a round of target practice. Might as well shoot at something to better her shot. The sound had come from across the way and the animal was surely not a deer. This one was definitely larger and heavier. A bear? Mountain lion? It didn't matter to her. Either would prove a great target to fire at. Both would have resources for her disposal if she took one down. From where though?
Searching the forest, Kaie remembered the abundance of trees and immediately opted for them. She neared one of the taller ones. One that seemed to have better climbing branches and a better view for distance. She fastened the bow across her chest to free her two hands, staring up the trunk. Mentally preparing herself for the climb. She would not fall.
Kaie leaped up and snagged the first branch. The bark was moist and mossy, a reminder to take extra care. She pulled herself up and gripped the next branch. Then the next. Sometimes she leaped to cross a distance or swung her legs out dangerously to find a new spot. Eventually, she made it to a nice perch. A place where her view wasn't obstructed by other branches. A place to take aim at the creatures below.
The Myrian woman placed her bow on her lap and retrieved an arrow from her quiver. She wasn't very good at all. In fact she was almost foreign to the whole weapon. Kaie had touched it maybe once or twice back in Taloba but she was never a prodigy. She honestly couldn't really expect she'd even hit her target. Nonetheless, she'd try anyhow.
She placed the arrow on the bowstring and lifted her weapon. She pulled the arrow back on the string until it was taught at her chin. Aiming where she heard the next rustle, she released the arrow excitedly. The bowstring came back to snap brutally against her skin, but she wasn't too concerned. All she could watch and think about was her arrow. Had it hit?