Taken By Love

Target Practice

Lazari ran her nimble fingers over the strings of her bow.She imagined she was breathing her soul into the weapon,giving it strength,power.She slipped an arrow out of her quiver and stretched it back.With a breath,she released it.The arrow soared through the woods and stabbed the crude, she'd carved into a tree,right in the center.She grinned in approval,brushing her long,braided brown hair aside."At least you can short straight."A shiver crept up Lazaris' back.She turned around."Not as straight as you,of course."A small smile disobediently slipped on her face. She tried not to blush. Jeff watched her thoughtfully. He chuckled. "You're needed. The North Point gaurd had an emergency. You're on." Neko, his white horse was drawn behind him. His playful voice was gone. Now he was back to being captain of the gaurd, protector of Mirkwood Demons. Lazari nodded." Come, Kio!" She called, and the golden wyvern came to her side in a gentle landing. She hopped onto the wyvern.  " Do you know the way?" Jeff asked. His soft brown eyes were so beautiful, Lazari often had to remind herself STOP STARING! She wondered if he ever got lost in her dark red eyes, she had been told once before they were lovely....."N-no," she stammered quickly," I've only ever been to the east and south point." Jeff jumped onto Noko. "I'll lead you," he offered quickly. He broke into a medium gallop, Lazari close above. She knew this forest like the back off her hand, and she was almost certain Jeff knew she did as well. Of course she knew the . Lazari had been on the royal gaurd for decades, alongside Jeff. They'd grown up together. She loved his agility and strength, his lack of fear. Still, as much as their long-term friendship was a gain, it was also a barrier to what she truly craved.