A/N: Oh my gosh I have no idea how this got all weird. Hopefully this will fix it!

~Mounted Archery~

Riding a horse while attempting to aim was not as easy as she thought it would be. She loved the challenge of it.

As soon as she sat atop her horse, she realized it had been far too long since she had ridden Gypsy. Luckily, these new lessons gave her the perfect excuse to ride nearly daily. It was also an excellent way to blow off steam, and distract her from certain people. The palomino would no longer be a stable horse.

She started off with a stationary target and Gypsy was off to a slow trot. The movements she had to take in order to aim, the balance, the trick of aiming was completely different than anything she had done previously. She missed more times than she cared to admit. Gypsy never made it out of the trot, but she did hit the target a few times before Merida called it quits.

"Thank you Merida, I think I'll take Gypsy out for a bit. Would you mind letting Zorro know I'll be late?"

"Aye. But don't be too late, tho. He nearly had my head when you missed that last one, as if I have any control over you, but there's no telling 'im that."

Emma started to dismount, fully intending on stretching after her tedious lesson, but her eyes landed on black leather and a pair of ocean blue orbs coming closer. What was he up to? Spying on her lesson? He grinned when their eyes connected.

If he was going to chase her, she wasn't going to make it easy. She righted herself on the horse, and took off.