Post 2 - GN 97 A Poop * k8 *
So the next target was.....coming up. He missed his first one. He expected to miss them all at this point. This was so hard. SO so hard. But Paul wouldn't quit...nope NOPE. He had to be a good role model and stuff. So he was...making the round behind the first target and passing in front of the second one when he TRIPPED on a ROCK.
SWEET MERLIN. HOLY MERLIN. That HUUUUURT his poor little hoof ;_____;
He tumbled into a pile of centaur and did his best to hop right back up. He...should probably trot back and start up again so that he could shoot while in motion...that's the only way it counted, right? He glanced quickly at Thereos and felt...so self conscious, but he had to keep going...
So he did. He trotted back to where the first target was and...began to go at a steady speed past the second target, aiming his bow once more, pulling back the arrow, and letting it go again. It zoomed--It was SO CLOSE--
But it missed the target completely.
Well.
He tried.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |