"Yeeees," Catiel said, unenthusiastic. Truth be told, this is the fourth time she heard this story. No matter how many times she hears it, it just never interested her. She just... Doesn't like this story. At all. Sure, she gets that she should be careful and all that, but still. Notching a couple arrows, she fired them at the same time, Without even waiting for their arc to finish, she brought out another one and fired it off. The young elf girl really didn't want to be here. If she ever actually [I]saw[/I] the Lost, that might change things a little. However, since she hasn't, these training sessions just seem tedious to her. Especially target practice with Ateznus, since she generally winds up missing for hours on end because, what do you know, this generation's 'greatest [I]prodigy'[/I] is just too good for the 'lame second child' of their family to land a hit on him unless he actually [I]let's her[/I]. That's sort of how things have been for as long as she could remember. Ateznus gets praised, and people practically worship the ground he's walked on... And people generally whisper behind her back that she was likely born just for the purpose of marrying her off. No matter what she did, someone somewhere just acted like it wasn't good enough. As a result, she'd probably spend her days laying about, occasionally leaving the house just so she could spend time with her snake, if no one pretty much dragged her out kicking and screaming. She just saw no point in any of this, since she probably really [I]will[/I] wind up in some kind of political marriage or something, at least that's what she figured.