As I pull back the string of my bow,
my senses come back to me,
just like they had all the other times
It had been drawn.
The moon behind me shines down on my target,
Making the tree look a pale, pale blue.
An owl hoots quietly in a distant tree.
Closing my eyes, I swiftly let the arrow go.
Without even looking,
I know the arrow hit the tree,
And I turn back towards my village.
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The Fox and Her Bow
Fantasy*DISCONTINUED* Kalaya is a natural when it comes to archery. And that's because she different. She's a Fox Blood, a girl with fox ears, fangs, glowing yellow eyes, and a tail. Alien. A Predator. Dangerous. When her only friend leaves the Village fo...
