our love shines in my heart
Zavien wouldn't argue with her, considering she probably wouldn't (and couldn't) hit him. He settled for shrugged shoulders and another bright smile. "Let's do that then." However, he tried not to jump at the opportunity she'd given him. They'd worked well last time he'd instructed her, but she hadn't been quite so proud of her 'skills' then, and he didn't want to hurt her feelings. Looking closely, he saw that her feet were actually pretty good, similar to the form they'd taken with the staff. But her arms. What was she doing? Biting down on the urge to scrap the form altogether, he decided to start with some small tweaks.
Stepping forward, he offered a polite raised eyebrow. "May I?" Once she'd given the go-ahead, he reached out to correct a few key points of her form. Laying a warm hand on her shoulder, he used his other to guide her elbow into a straighter, sturdier position. "Your arm should be about... here." He kept a single hand on her positioned arm and reached out to her other, which held the bow with a bent elbow. Pushing gently, he straightened it. "And this will provide more stability for your shots. Give it a try." His hands stayed in place, a soft reminder of where she should be positioned while she fired her next arrow.
Stepping forward, he offered a polite raised eyebrow. "May I?" Once she'd given the go-ahead, he reached out to correct a few key points of her form. Laying a warm hand on her shoulder, he used his other to guide her elbow into a straighter, sturdier position. "Your arm should be about... here." He kept a single hand on her positioned arm and reached out to her other, which held the bow with a bent elbow. Pushing gently, he straightened it. "And this will provide more stability for your shots. Give it a try." His hands stayed in place, a soft reminder of where she should be positioned while she fired her next arrow.
Zavien
as the sun that shines upon the earth
