arwen - unpredictable

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You furrowed your eyebrows, glancing back at the elven woman.  "Did you try to hit me with your arrow?  Is that your goal?" you turned to face her.  

She gave you a cheeky grin, hiding her bow behind her back.  "I did not mean to hit you.  Like I really would ever do that," she gave a slight eyeroll.  You frowned a bit at her and walked towards the gardens.  She rushed after you, gently grabbing onto your arm.

"How dare you ignore me," she softly huffed, slightly leaning against your arm as the two of you walked along.

"It is not my fault you were the one who tried to kill me-"

"Kill you!  These arrows are more blunt than your personality-"

"Who in the world have you been speaking with?" you let out a soft laugh.  "I do not ever recall you being this rude."  You shook your head, pulling your friend along with a soft smile.  She was unpredictable, to say the least.

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