You peered at the bleeding out animal in the distance. Which was recently killed by you and your bow. Jake watched your skills, and tried to mimic how you hold your bow. You approach him, adjusting his posture and where his hands should be on the bow.

You heard his heart thumping in his chest as you were close to him, his gaze followed your hand as you fixed his positioning.

“Right..so…like this” he repositions his arms. He then looked over to your face, to see if he did it right or not.