Archived talk:Avery Dark/@comment-3522812-20150904201754/@comment-26910160-20150909170545

The corners of her mouth twitched. He wasn't trying to impress him exactly, just...show him what she was capable of. Her focus increased- she could see the centre lined up with the tip of her arrow. A moment later, it thudded into the target. Bronze embedded in wood, quivering. Bullseye.