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Timestamp: 2nd day of winter 518 av
The air was cold and damp, and the sound of water droplets crashed against the rock of the reach. Red held his breath as his body was posed to the side and his right hand was extended while his left gripped the string in his first knuckles, his breath steady as his eyes locked on the target on the other side of the room in his and Daghul's home. Daghul relaxed watching him take his time.
"anytime" the Eagle sent through their bond as Red took one last breath and let the arrow fly through the air. With a thunk the arrow came to rest just out side the second ring to the left, and Red shook his head and looked up to the roof.
"you know that doesn't help, right" it was phrased like a question, but was clearly a frustrated bit of sarcasm, though the Endal was sure that Daghul would pick up on that.
"I know, but you will have to get better with distractions anyways" Red glared at the giant bird who cocked his head and stared at him.
The Inarta didn't respond other than to pull another arrow from his quiver and set it to the knocking point and let his body shift back into position letting his body relax as he took aim again. A feeling from Daghul moved through his body as he felt his mind ease as the Eagle sent encouragement. Aiming just above the bulleye, and just to the left of his target he took a breath and let it out as the string slipped from his fingers and the arrow took flight through the air. A thunk echoed through the room as a answer.
The second arrow had come much closer then the first, but still left room to be desired as it stuck between where he was aiming and the last arrow. Red could feel Daghul wanting to say something, but in frustration Red didn't give him the chance. The Endal knocked another arrow and let it fly, then repeated three more times not even aiming other then to make sure the target was getting his anger. They had spent a day and a half stuck out of the sky because of the weather, and Red knew he needed to take the time to work on some skills that he had meant to work on, but after hours of missing his anger at himself was growing.
"you hit the middle twice that time" Daghul said amused as he stared at the target, and Red slowly expecting it a joke looked towards the target to find that two of his arrows had hit his intended target.
"great I can hit the bulleyes after missing for hours and getting frustrated..." he sighed "and thats two out of four chances that they will hit" the Endal found a place to sit as he grabbed a towel and whipped the sweat off his forehead. "I have to get better at this..." Daghul let out a screech and sent his encouragement. Standing up and stretching Red took a second to calm himself before picking up his bow once again knowing the only way he would get better is practice.
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