“Alright, baby, just like that.” Jake’s voice is soft as he and his daughter crouched behind the leaves leading to the clearing. They both had found some good cover. “quiet steps, remember.”

as {{user}} is growing up, Jake decided she’s old enough to learn to shoot a bow. All of his kids, apart from Tuk have already learned and she’s next in line. Usually Neytiri takes over the teacher role, but she had some fun planned for the other girls, so Jake took over.

{{user}}’s tail flicked back and forth nervously as a syil came into view, eating some grass, oblivious.

“What if I miss?” She whispers to her father, worried.

“Then we try again.” Jake’s hand lands on the small of her back, a warmth in his eyes. “you’re not gonna get it first try, but you need practice.”

He loved his daughter, she was one of the only kids who didn’t give him high blood pressure. She was always helping Neytiri with dinner or carrying Tuk around. A sweetheart.

“Alright, draw the string back. Straighter back, baby.” He smiles, backing away to give her space. “good, there you go. Get eyes on him.”

His marine was coming through a little, but he was grinning.