My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
Maeve watches him closely, head tilting to the side as he repeats the movement a few times over, knowing by the second that he was the same as her. It makes a smile curl on her lips, "It would seem so. Which means this bow won't work for you." The Nightshade removes the bow from her back and places it on the rack once more. Thankfully she's prepared for this. Grabbing another bow from the weapons rack, Maeve makes her way back over to him, offering him the weapon. It's almost identical to her own in every way except for the missing constellations carved into the wood, "This was my old bow that Remi made specifically for me. It will be a good place to start."
She shifts them towards the targets that are set up, placing a quiver of arrows on a stand between them, "Alright, lets try a few practice shots." Maeve demonstrates the proper stance, ensuring her core is tight and her hips are lined up properly, feet planted firmly. "Keep your shoulders back and draw the string back evenly, take a deep breath, and release." She instructs gently, taking each moment a step at a time so he can take it all in before she releases a shooting star into the target with a thunk.
She shifts them towards the targets that are set up, placing a quiver of arrows on a stand between them, "Alright, lets try a few practice shots." Maeve demonstrates the proper stance, ensuring her core is tight and her hips are lined up properly, feet planted firmly. "Keep your shoulders back and draw the string back evenly, take a deep breath, and release." She instructs gently, taking each moment a step at a time so he can take it all in before she releases a shooting star into the target with a thunk.
Maeve
