Cupid's Arrow

Raijin made his way to a booth with a Coydog that seemed like he could be right up his alley, personality wise. He was flamboyant and flirtatious, and the Genji man himself was the latter. He sauntered over, squinting at the darts. He’d seen them before, Iga had had wolves that had specialized in poisonous blow darts, but he’d never seen them thrown. The concept was interesting, and Raijin tended to be pretty good at things even if he’d never tried them before.

”I’ll play, if you’re part of the prize,” he said with a joking wink. He reached forward, grabbing one of the darts between his two front paws as he sat back on his hocks. He squinted, tongue sticking out in a silly fashion as he focused before throwing. Sadly, the first one missed by a hair. “Just a warm up, I assure you,” he said to the Coydog, grabbing another dart. He threw and missed this one as well, a frown marring his previously grinning features. How frustrating. He grabbed his last arrow, his features full on concentration as he made his last throw.

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