Since he has very little to call his own, it doesn't take Autharyx long to get his stuff together so he can head out. He makes sure the room is tidy before going out of the front door and closing it, per Viltez' request. The sky is clear as he heads for the town, and he makes sure to enjoy the sun on his skin as he walks. This day should be a bit more interesting than a long hike through the forest, even though he has small expectations of what the town will have to offer. After all, he would get to go hunting with Viltez! 

As he walks he muses on how that will go. Humans seem so. .. frail, and even though Viltez at least has his tail, he'd said that he never really made use of it. How sad it must be to be fully human, with their blunt teeth and no claws to speak of. Of course they have their instruments, making them more successful that many a [I]real[/I] predator, but it's kind of like cheating if you cant catch anything on your own merit. No, much better to be a majestic dragon, swift and-

Autharyx suddenly freezes, standing dumbly in the middle of the road. He is going to hunt. With Viltez. When he'd offered to catch some meat, he'd planned to impress the other, but he hadn't spent a thought as to exactly [I]how[/I] he was going to manage to catch anything with his stubby fingers, fangless mouth and flightless body. He couldn't well back out now, at least not without losing face. He just had to think of something. 

A thoughtful frown comes over his face as he starts walking again. He is at least somewhat familiar with the weapons humans use, like the bow and arrow. He'd never paid too much attention to the specifics, but if humans can use them, how hard can it really be? You just... point the little stick at the prey and let go off the rope. He has the entire morning to practice, if he can buy one in the town. Yes, if even human younglings can do it, of course a dragon like himself will be able to figure it out. Mind made up, he walks in with a spring in his step. He has an entire afternoon with Viltez to look forward to, and he wasn't going to be brought low just because humans are such pitiful hunters. 

At the markets he makes sure to keep a lower profile than he had yesterday, though he can still feel several pairs of eyes on his back as he goes about his business. He even manages to ignore the peddlers offering various shiny trinkets as he looks for a bow. What he eventually finds isn't quite up to his standards, but the bow a travelling merchant is willing to trade for a handful of pearls seems serviceable enough, if not terribly beautiful. He casts a last eye on some jewellery laid out on a stall, before finally tearing himself away to make his way back to Viltez' house. 

The whole endeavour took a couple of hours, which should give him at least several more to practice before Viltez will be returning as well. He sets a small stump up as a target some distance from the house, before stringing the bow as the merchant had shown him. The human had looked incredulous at his purchase, but Autharyx had decided not to bother taking offence. [i]He[/I] knows what his capabilities are, and that's good enough for him. wroth a little smirk he knocks the arrow on his second try, before pointing it at his target and letting it fly. 

Archery, he had to admit after two hours of non-stop practice, is not quite as easy as it looks. No matter how well he points the arrow, whether it actually hits still seems more up to chance than anything else. After a couple of misses he found that he had to focus on keeping the winds around him flare up in irritation, as he had already lost an arrow when a sudden gust of wind had thrown it on the roof. His temper was steadily declining as time went on, but even then he was making slow, but noticeable progress. Perhaps if they encountered a exceptionally lazy deer?

Another arrow burrows itself into the grass and Autharyx heaves a sigh before trotting over to pick up what he had shot away. Perhaps he should have gone with Viltez after all, as any job he could do had to be better than this. ..