Lisbeth rolled her eyes. "You're doing this all wrong. Your stance is terrible."
She stood with her feet spaced shoulder width apart, one in front of the other. She balanced her weight equally on both feet.
"Like this," she said, drawing her arrow and aiming down the length of it.
She relaxed her fingers and drew her hand back to the side of her face, letting out a breath as her shoulders came together and the muscles in her back contracted. The arrow flew straight and clear, once again hitting close to the center.
"You're clearly not a soldier," she said, drawing forth another arrow. "If you could learn to draw a bow, you should join up. There's a war coming."
She stood with her feet spaced shoulder width apart, one in front of the other. She balanced her weight equally on both feet.
"Like this," she said, drawing her arrow and aiming down the length of it.
She relaxed her fingers and drew her hand back to the side of her face, letting out a breath as her shoulders came together and the muscles in her back contracted. The arrow flew straight and clear, once again hitting close to the center.
"You're clearly not a soldier," she said, drawing forth another arrow. "If you could learn to draw a bow, you should join up. There's a war coming."
