 Post 2 : #89 (miss) ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
With the disappointment of his first arrow looming on his shoulders and in every fibre of his four legs, Rooney had moved on in the direction of the second, noting the appearance of other four-legged things. He squinted a little and recognised that they also were centaurs and....were watching? WATCHING?! Well, that was daunting. He expected they would all retreat to their..whatever later and laugh about how awful they had all been. Or, how awful he was. He had to admit that some of the others were okay at it and had at least hit the target - whether that was luck or pure talent, he would never know.
Because he wasn't about to ask them why he wasn't able to.
He was too busy trying not to trip over the four legs he was moving. Seriously, he couldn't even SEE the back two when he was walking. How was he supposed to manoeuvre them without them being in view?! Preposterous. He was very happy with his normal TWO legs and his normal height and his normal way of learning that DID NOT INVOLVE SHOOTING ARROWS AT TARGETS WHILST MOVING AND POTENTIALLY BEING IMPALED IF SOMETHING WENT WRONG. Had. No. One. Thought. Of. That?! Nitwits.
Roo had sped up just slightly and was actually going to attempt this one whilst moving. So he lined up his bow and arrow, gave a cautious look in the direction he was headed and set off. And then RELEASED HIS ARROW. GO GO GO. GO GO G--oh for the love of creatures! He groaned again, biting back a swear and just vowing to be better at this one day and moved on again.
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