66th Fall 512AV
The sun had come up some now, warming the sands a little but the air was still cold as ever. Hasmere was stirring again, knowing that Serrif was coming. He knew that Gianne would likely be joining him here sometime soon. After the ride yesterday morning he had invited her to maybe try doing some horseback archery. Even if he knew he would be making a fool of himself. Yes his archery was good but is riding was far from it. Perhaps Gianne could instruct him more and between the two of them they could get something worthwhile done today.
Since their day on the town together Serrif found himself nearly constantly impressed with her. She was easy on the eyes; and even easier to love. The entire staff seemed to be behind them rooting them on at times; as comical as it was sometimes it was indeed annoying. It seemed like there were always little eyes watching them from every corner. Rhy was the biggest offender in this instance, but Gianne was her bondmate so he understood. He was actually quite fond of Rhy as well. That woman always spoke her mind; it was refreshing in many aspects.
He had to believe that Rhy was constantly watching him one way or another. Seemed her attention at times was divided between entertaining Gianne and watching him one way or another. Rhy made him slightly nervous, mostly because her senses were very acute. Her sense of smell, and sense of hearing were sharpened way above what his were. Which gave her a leg up on certain things; this coupled with her lack of inhibition meant she said things that were sometimes awkward…but true. It was irritating at times that she would say what everyone already knew; but good because it helped clear the air. He respected Rhy; but he didn’t need her interfering with his dealings with Gianne.
Rhy was protective, this he understood. He could imagine part of her was fearful that Serrif would cut her out of the picture. But how could he replace something so special and unique? But it was possible that Rhy felt the same way. He would have to talk to Rhy sometime and see how she felt about all of this. Because it was important for him to be in line with Rhy, because a kelvic bond was something special indeed; and he didn’t want to cause trouble between them. Or worse have Rhy be jealous and keep the feelings to herself; creating a divide between them. That was not what he wanted.
However right now he brushed those thoughts aside so he could focus on what he was going to do. His climbers quiver as usual was strapped to his right thigh with plenty of arrows in it for today's practice. Although part of him believed he may be spending a good amount of time looking up at the sky laid out on the beach than firing arrows from Hasmere. But one could only try right? Practice makes perfect…or in the very least means he could use the skill if he needed to.
Hasmere was a little stir crazy as usual; it had to be the cold weather. The white horse was released from his area and Serrif fit his saddle atop him snugly as he usually did before a ride. Then with a kick over Hasmere so he could fit his feet in the stirrups they were ready to have a hand at this rather new art. He had never fired arrows from horseback before, so he had no idea what would happen.
He settled his weight evenly in the stirrups and gathered himself in the saddle some before letting Hasmere take off at a slow walk. It was more to let Serrif get used to how Hasmere was riding that morning than anything else; as well as warming Hasmere up some for the morning activities. He didn’t go far, no only up the beach some and back looping back toward the seacave entrance. This was so that if Gianne actually decided to join him he wouldn’t have to worry about her trying to catch up with him down the beach somewhere.
There were still several things he was unsure about. Like how he would keep Hasmere straight and level while he shot; and what would happen when he let go of the leather reins to knock an arrow. He assumed both he and Hasmere would have to get used to this, and maybe learn a few new tricks as well to facilitate this. Which only made the prospect of this more daunting for him. He was sure Gianne would pick this up faster than he would. She and Gill seemed to have a more healthy relationship than Hasmere and him did. But…such things came with time…and riding…lots of riding. He would likely start switching some of his morning runs for morning rides. So he and Hasmere could get to know each other a little better during the cold mornings to come.
The temperature was a little better; Serrif was warm natured so he didn’t need his heavy winter cloak this morning, he instead wore a long sleeve black baggy shirt and matching pants. That was enough for him right now. And once he started moving around he was sure his body would warm some more and he would start to feel that he may not need the shirt either. However the slight winter breeze coming off the ocean humbled him some. It was a cool morning, but the sun was up. Sometimes that was all one could ask for. An easy nice start to a morning.
Since their day on the town together Serrif found himself nearly constantly impressed with her. She was easy on the eyes; and even easier to love. The entire staff seemed to be behind them rooting them on at times; as comical as it was sometimes it was indeed annoying. It seemed like there were always little eyes watching them from every corner. Rhy was the biggest offender in this instance, but Gianne was her bondmate so he understood. He was actually quite fond of Rhy as well. That woman always spoke her mind; it was refreshing in many aspects.
He had to believe that Rhy was constantly watching him one way or another. Seemed her attention at times was divided between entertaining Gianne and watching him one way or another. Rhy made him slightly nervous, mostly because her senses were very acute. Her sense of smell, and sense of hearing were sharpened way above what his were. Which gave her a leg up on certain things; this coupled with her lack of inhibition meant she said things that were sometimes awkward…but true. It was irritating at times that she would say what everyone already knew; but good because it helped clear the air. He respected Rhy; but he didn’t need her interfering with his dealings with Gianne.
Rhy was protective, this he understood. He could imagine part of her was fearful that Serrif would cut her out of the picture. But how could he replace something so special and unique? But it was possible that Rhy felt the same way. He would have to talk to Rhy sometime and see how she felt about all of this. Because it was important for him to be in line with Rhy, because a kelvic bond was something special indeed; and he didn’t want to cause trouble between them. Or worse have Rhy be jealous and keep the feelings to herself; creating a divide between them. That was not what he wanted.
However right now he brushed those thoughts aside so he could focus on what he was going to do. His climbers quiver as usual was strapped to his right thigh with plenty of arrows in it for today's practice. Although part of him believed he may be spending a good amount of time looking up at the sky laid out on the beach than firing arrows from Hasmere. But one could only try right? Practice makes perfect…or in the very least means he could use the skill if he needed to.
Hasmere was a little stir crazy as usual; it had to be the cold weather. The white horse was released from his area and Serrif fit his saddle atop him snugly as he usually did before a ride. Then with a kick over Hasmere so he could fit his feet in the stirrups they were ready to have a hand at this rather new art. He had never fired arrows from horseback before, so he had no idea what would happen.
He settled his weight evenly in the stirrups and gathered himself in the saddle some before letting Hasmere take off at a slow walk. It was more to let Serrif get used to how Hasmere was riding that morning than anything else; as well as warming Hasmere up some for the morning activities. He didn’t go far, no only up the beach some and back looping back toward the seacave entrance. This was so that if Gianne actually decided to join him he wouldn’t have to worry about her trying to catch up with him down the beach somewhere.
There were still several things he was unsure about. Like how he would keep Hasmere straight and level while he shot; and what would happen when he let go of the leather reins to knock an arrow. He assumed both he and Hasmere would have to get used to this, and maybe learn a few new tricks as well to facilitate this. Which only made the prospect of this more daunting for him. He was sure Gianne would pick this up faster than he would. She and Gill seemed to have a more healthy relationship than Hasmere and him did. But…such things came with time…and riding…lots of riding. He would likely start switching some of his morning runs for morning rides. So he and Hasmere could get to know each other a little better during the cold mornings to come.
The temperature was a little better; Serrif was warm natured so he didn’t need his heavy winter cloak this morning, he instead wore a long sleeve black baggy shirt and matching pants. That was enough for him right now. And once he started moving around he was sure his body would warm some more and he would start to feel that he may not need the shirt either. However the slight winter breeze coming off the ocean humbled him some. It was a cool morning, but the sun was up. Sometimes that was all one could ask for. An easy nice start to a morning.
