Dreamwalker of the Eastern Sea

|"We agreed to only use insults the other would understand." |

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"Arm up further, stomach in. Face forward-"

"He will not learn if you only tell him the position." Tsu'tey watched on in annoyance as Olivia verbally instructed their student on the proper archer stance. "Just like how he won't learn if using a bow for a baby." Olivia was locked and loaded today. Upon waking up to the crisp morning air, she felt today was going to be a good day- and to keep that feeling going she was prepared to fire back anything the stubborn warrior threw at her. Tsu'tey let out a 'che' before moving to stand behind Faho, his line of sight looking directly over the boys head and directly into Olivia's eyes (which were already glaring). "Your arm is as limp as a bola-" The warrior swiftly smacked the boys arm in a higher position. "Do not hit him-" Olivia hissed but Tsu'tey ignored her need to whine before smacking Faho's back which had the latter straightening up. "Good posture delivers a good shot."

"Did you not just hear what I said-"

"Position his front." Tsu'tey narrowed his gaze towards the former dream walker who squinted back before turning her attention to their waiting student. "Stomach flat-" Her hands pushed against his stomach which retracted until all the air was tight in his chest. "Head forward. The butt of the arrow must come to your jaw below your eye and cheek." Olivia straightened his other arm which held the arrow against the bow, leveling the arrow so that it came a few inches from touching his jaw. "Legs apart." Tsu'tey kicked at Faho's ankles till his feet were apart (wide enough that his shadow made a triangle on the ground). Olivia took a step back to fully access his stance, which could still use some work but all in all it wasn't that bad. At least to her. "You quiver like a baby tapirus. No strength- how do you expect to hit the target if you cannot hold the position long enough without crumbling like a leaf." Tsu'tey didn't hold back when it came to badgering his students- he believed it helped them see their weaknesses so that they could grow from them. Olivia didn't see it that way.

"He is only learning. I am sure when you were taught how to first wield a bow- you shook like a small babe." Tsu'tey scowled. "Don't speak as if you know me." The corners of Olivia's mouth turned downward.

God was he insufferable.

"Oh I know far more about you than you think, Tsu'tey. Pig-headed, stubborn, intolerable, all in all a total dickhead!" Olivia tossed her hands up in the air, frustrated at the fact that once again the duo were going in the same circle of 'you don't know me or my planet'. "We agreed to only use insults the other would understand."

That was true. During the travel back to the tree of souls after checking out the new home tree, Olivia made a proposition for Tsu'tey that they could openly insult each other as long they could understand. Of course, Tsu'tey didn't agree because he wanted no part in Olivia's tawtute ideas but when she emphasized he would get to insult her freely (with a small downside of being insulted himself) he couldn't deny the bargain.

"Large-headed prolemuris."

"Big mouthed banshee."

"I don't think I can hold this position much longer." The sound of Faho's strained voice broke the two out of their name calling brawl, both adverting their attention to the boy who looked about ready to pass out. "Shoot, Faho, shoot!" Olivia was first to shout a command, drawing the attention of not only the other students and teachers but several clan members. Faho released the arrow which whizzed through the air, ricocheted off the hard border of the target and right into the blue butt cheek of Norm Spellman (who was retrieving his own failed arrows from the ground around his target).