Cupid's Arrow

Arcturus wasn't entirely thrilled about being pulled out to this mysterious carnival, but now he was here so he might as well do something while he was here. Some yelling from one of the colorful booths pulled his attention and he broke off from the group he came with for a moment, walking up to the red and white brindled coydog curiously. The premise of the game seemed pretty easy so he gave a shrug and took the arrow from the animated canine. He eyed the balloons on the back wall for a moment, trying to pick out a good one to aim for. Lifting the arrow in his paw, he squinted while he tried to take aim, practicing the motion a couple of times before finally putting some heft behind the motion with a quiet huff and threw it toward the glittering back wall. Maybe he'd at least get a souvenir of some kind to take back with him.

"Arcturus Fatalis"