"You have something hanging from your bow." A string?
“—- Where? I don’t see anything…”
gxmbol:
Fingers slightly curling a little, her ears flicking back a little to move the bow. She doesn’t want it to hurt, yet at the same time it was rather uncomfortable. At least she wasn’t yelping, or anything, just standing there a little awkwardly.
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It rips with ease, a satisfied sigh parting his lips as he hands the string over to the girl in front of him. Taking a step forward so he was actually in front of the faunus, brown hues drift downward to meet with amber.
“ It was annoying me, pardon the sudden intrusion. ”










