i'm ready for the fall || private

(There is a campfire thread)

Sarah smiled happily at him and nodded.

(Yay! Sign up for horsey's wolf pack please!)

Sarah smiled at him and walked happily toward the archery range.

Sarah pulled a bow and quiver off a rack and handed them to him. Then she drew her own bow and pegged the bullseye. "Like that," she said, smiling. She positioned his bow in the correct position and placed the arrow on the string. "You're right-handed?"

She flipped the bow the other way, moving his hands to the correct position.

She stepped to the side and demonstrated drawing an arrow on her own bow, not releasing it but aiming at the target. She slowly moved the string back to its original position, not firing it. "You hold it with your non-dominant hand here," she tapped a place on his bow, "and draw the string here."

"Draw the arrow and aim at the target. Your hand should be pulled back almost to your shoulder, and you want the arrow to be aimed slightly higher than the bulls-eye to account for gravity, and slightly to one side, depending on what side you're standing on." She demonstrated on her own bow, hitting near the center. "It takes some practice and experimentation."

Sarah smiled empathetically. "Like I said, it takes practice," she said, remembering her first time shooting a bow. "The first time I shot, I almost hit the bullseye. On the wrong target." She smiled to herself.