Artemis
The gentle and soft morning breeze flew past the Shepard's window, releasing a cold air into the room. He'd lift himself up and gaze outside, taking it all in as it went. Ever since he was a mere child, Artemis had dreamed of becoming the greatest archer that had ever walked the land. However, he was still working on that, he had hopped out of his bed, stretched, and started his day like any other. After having some plain toast and eggs, a smile would creep onto his face while walking across the green and grassy backyard. The shed doors would swing open, revealing a wooden bow n arrow sitting in the back he'd say, "Time to get to work."
"Focus.." Artemis had exclaimed, rearranging his fingers, rewinding, and releasing a swift arrow. Gliding through the air at an almost impossible-to-see speed, it would hit right in the middle, bulls eye.
A quiet moment in the coming spring, A gentle breeze across the newly grown grass, The determination in his eyes could be seen like the eyes of a tiger, His stance as still as a cheetah before it strikes. Rewinding his bow back like time had stopped itself, Sound had completely ceased all around him, And so, he had released the arrow and let it glide through the air as swift as a bird itself, T'was a quiet moment in the coming spring.