Flexing her fingers over the grip, Hillevi leveled the compound bow at her target roughly seventy meters away, notching an arrow.
As she pulled the string back, the many parts moving slowly to compensate and multiply the tension, the Valhallan took in a deep breath, thumb touching the edge of her mouth.
The string released with a TWANG, and the arrow ended up buried on the edge of the target's red center circle, quivering from the speed of its flight.
A movement in the corner of her eye had Hillevi dodging forward in a roll, avoiding the Pidgeot's claws and coming up in a crouch, notching another practice arrow and firing it at the large Bird Pokemon.
The tip unfurled into a net that Pip twisted around as Diana swooped in, spinning away as a second net-arrow tried to ensnare her wings.
"Good shot." Clint praised as his Pokemon returned to his perch, settling their wings over Cloudjumper, Stormfly and Drumfire as they nibbled on an assortment of strawberries, kiwis, and peaches. "You're definitely getting better."
"I've been practicing." Hillevi admitted with a shrug.
Sharpshot scoffed, slanting a look at her girl, and the Valhallan ducked her head sheepishly.
"…A lot."
"Hey, whatever works for you." Clint replied, waving off her awkwardness. "Want me to show you a trick shot?"
Hillevi lit up at the thought, already starting to bounce on her toes.
"Yes, please!"