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A huff came from Ming'we as she reached up with one hand and rubbed at her shoulder. The muscle there was tense and sore. She'd spent half the day practicing her aim so that she could be more accurate when the time came for her to finally choose her class. It was well known that her mother wanted her to follow the Alkidike path, but she was more interested in the earthling classes. Something that would keep her closer to the mother that died. She walked slowly, enjoying the fresh air, and made sure she avoided any particularly mean looking Alkidikes since she was a half breed. Not that it helped much. There were a few who still gave her nasty looks. Ming did what she could to ignore them, repeating in her mind that it was just their upbringing and not their fault. She refused to believe that the race as a whole was mean spirited simply because they wanted to be.

THUD. Ming'we paused and looked directly in front of her. She wasn't close enough to be hit by the arrow if it had gone off course, but she was still well within shooting range of the person that held the bow. With a "Who goes there" tossed her way she turned her head and looked. What surprised her was the color of the alkidike that she saw. Was she a mix breed as well or was it an abnormality? Ming shuffled so that she was better seen and not hiding behind any foliage, though it made her tremble a bit since she had no weapon to defend herself with it if came to that. "Just passing through.." She brought her hands up to show she had nothing threatening.

Sister. That word caught her off guard. No alkidike called her that. At least, she couldn't remember one doing so. Then again the tall female race was scarce in Sauti, where she had grown up. Now that she lived in Jahaur she would have to get used to things. "Name's Ming'we, and no we've never met. I recently moved here from Sauti with my family." Her dark blue eyes watched as Ilyra moved to collect the arrows from the tree. Seeing that there were some that hadn't hit the target she moved to collect them for the alkidike.

She grinned and nodded her head. "People are nice there." Ming'we remembered the fun she'd had as a child running around in Sauti. Even when she and her twin brother had caused trouble, the adults would only shake their heads but laugh and send them home to their mothers. It made her long to go back. When Ilyra asked her what made her family move here she went still.

Clutching the small collection of arrows to her chest she looked down at the ground, even her antennae seemed to wilt a bit. "My wind mother passed away." It took a moment for her to return the arrows to the oddly colored alkidike, but she did so and offered a smile. "Don't worry, I've already encountered the troubles that are to be had here."

Ming'we gave a nod of thanks. What else was she supposed to do? Break down and cry all over again or blame this girl for what happened? No. While the wound of losing a mother was still there, she could not let it fester. Deciding a change of subject was in store she pointed to the arrows. "I see you shoot. Are you taking a traditional path or an earthiling one?" Ming would be lieing if she said she wasn't curious. The blonde wanted to know if there was someone else like her that wasn't following the Alkidike traditions.

Ah, so she had no choice in the matter. What would she have done if she had been left no choice? Ming'we wasn't so sure. Still, with a nod she acknowledged the words spoken. "I hope you can become a warrior soon, then. It looks like you have good aim." Seeing Ilyra reach her goal would be nice. When she was asked about what she was going to choose she gave a soft laugh and reached up to rub the back of her neck. "I am going to follow an earthling path. I want to become a sniper." Of course it wasn't a popular choice among her family.

Working twice as hard wasn't something she was so used to now. In her old home she had made friends and had been accepted by the people around her. So now she was having to go through the process all over again. She had hope though, hope that she could do it. Smiling at Ilyra, a pair of dimples would show in her cheeks. "Yes. A crossbow. It doesn't require the user to pull back the string and hold it." Though she would have to load the weapon; which did require her to pull the string back. She moved her hands, trying her best to illustrate the way the crossbow worked. "When you put the arrow into place you pull the string back and it catches on a small notch. When you are ready to fire the arrow you press a trigger and it releases the string." She hoped she was making sense. Then again, Ming wasn't all that good at explaining things.

She nodded in agreement. "It takes a bit longer to load." Ming'we could recall the time it took for the crossbow to be reloaded. Of course she'd never held one, she was just a youngling when she'd seen it. "But the power behind the arrow is a bit better." Unless of course the person using a bow was pulling the string back so far that it was about to snap. Then they might have more power. When she was asked if she had a teacher yet she shook her head. "No, not yet. I don't think I am likely to find one here."