01-21-2013, 08:13 AM
The smile on Naer's lips had widened just slightly and amusement nearly danced in his eyes when the demon pat Ark on the head, his smile widening slightly at her words, but then Naer seemed to remember himself, and the smile vanished. The spark of amusement snuffed out quickly. Still he couldn't help but think how good it would be for his two friends to actually get along with one another, and then Gisa had his hand and was tugging him up the stairs.
He went with her willingly enough. He was eager for the quiver, eager to shoot the bow and even more so, he was eager for the forest Gisa had spoken of. Naer would stand there as she measured him, just shifting slightly on his feet, and his fingers played over the silver arrows he had tucked into his belt. His eyes though were on Gisa, watching as she worked on the quiver. A hint of impatience in those eyes, but Naer knew things like that should not be rushed. Most things shouldn't be rushed.
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