Welcome to Gaia! ::

"The first, huh," she pretty much whispered to herself, forgetting for a moment about Micheal's exceptional hearing.

"So what, did you just choose to leave instead of sticking around long enough for Kiru to use you? or does you being bound to Dark get in the way of Kiru's control?" she asked, slipping the arrow back in the quiver behind her. She had tried asking a similar question the previous day, but that was when Micheal had fallen asleep or whatever he did.

She reached over her shoulder again to draw.

After making the second grab, she looked at the wolf instead of checking the arrow like she did before.

"Is that even possible?" she asked, incredulously, her attention and interest most certainly spiked and that hunter look returned to her face like it did before the first meeting with Kiru. "No no, I want to hear this. Tell me, in a Tainted and Vampire bond, who's the one who has final say of control? Normally, it's the dragon that runs the bond from what I knew."

The ranger listened quietly to how he described the bond with Dark, trying to imagine that sort of... "mixture" with another being for lack of a better term.

For some reason she kept getting hung up on the idea of having another voice in her head.

"All hail to the dragon knights," she said in a low half mocking tone when Micheal tried to argue in favor of some of dragonkind. In reality despite the tone, the dragon knights were about the only dragons that grudgingly got her respect.

"If it was restored I'm sure there would still be be some dragons raiding towns," she answered to the last topic, turning back to the arrow in her hand. There was a small, misshapen curse that slipped from her lips as she looked over the arrow before shoving it back in the quiver and moving to draw a third.

"You can't tell me you haven't lived long enough to see dragon raids," she responded in kind. "And roses have thorns so they are less likely to be broken and tampered with, though honestly there are better flowers out there."

She spun the arrow between her fingers for a moment in thought, put it away, and then moved to dig around in her backpack where she pulled out a strip of cloth. She returned to the spot she was originally standing and wrapped the strip of cloth over her eyes and tied it off behind her head. And then the arrow pulling began again.

"How long are you going to stay in wolf form, by the way?" she asked in the middle of her draw.

"Got me. I never did understand that one. Dead not long after you pick them. Mostly all red. Hard to grow..." she seemed to list on, oddly semi-knowledgeable about the plant for someone who said they didn't understand them. "About the only good thing about them were the petals. Fresh petals can make for a decent tea while dried ones can work for keeping things from smelling moldy, assuming you dry the plants right and don't let the flower itself get moldy in the process."

Holding the arrow in her hand, she rubbed first her forefinger against the wood near the fletching as if feeling for something.

"Depends. Larger roses aren't all that tricky to handle as the thorns are so big. It's the smaller ones you have to take care from," she said as she continued her practice, sometimes slowing down and sometimes speeding up with her draw and checks. "It would only be a sacrifice if you used your bare hands. A glove and knife would be smarter."

A small chuckle escaped from her, screwing up her draw though she didn't seem bothered by it. "No, not a rose."

The ranger almost returned the question back at the vampire, but then thought better of it from what little she knew of Micheal's female rendezvouses up to this point. If anything it would probably bring back memories that he did not want to think of.

The ranger took off her blindfold and shook her head after another draw.

"That just gets old hat after a bit without actually having the bow in hand and firing it," she said aloud more to herself than anything as she pulled out a knife and a few of the arrows before digging into the wood on some of them. "Some of them need just a little more work..."

"Are you sleepy again?" Jay asked as she saw Micheal just seemingly lounging. "Or are you just bored hanging around with the human?" she added with a bit of a joking jab at the end.

"Tired? But..."

Immediately after he specified no 'female' relationships, she replaced the word with the other gender and Kiru came to mind. For a moment, she thought about why she jumped to that conclusion. She could swear there was something that made her think it, but she couldn't remember what specifically she heard or said that brought it about so she kept the comment to herself... until she realized she hadn't mentioned asking about even the female relationships to Micheal.

"Okay," she said turning to the wolf, "that's getting slightly disturbing. Am I just that readable, or are you pulling things from my head now?"