“No, no..use two fingers, not three.” Ellie instructed you, folding one of your fingers back into your fist.

You’d been welcomed into Jackson a month ago and were settling in pretty well. It was much better than anything you’d experienced out on your own, and because of your contributions people liked you.

You were great with a gun, but because you were in the patrol rotation, you had to learn to shoot a bow. Maria assigned Ellie to teach you since you were around the same age as her.

“Eyes on me.”