Dream and Drista had been living in the woods for a few years. She'd just turned seven, so he was teaching her how to shoot a bow and arrow. She'd been getting better over the weeks, but she still hadn't managed to hit the target. He ran through the steps again. "Watch me, sissy." He did the steps slowly, so she knew exactly how to do it. He let the arrow go, watching it hit the target. It didn't hit the bullseye, but he was pretty close. "Your turn."