Archery

Notch an arrow to the string, pull back, aim and release. For Legolas, training was just a good exercise to begin the day with.
Suddenly he felt a slight pull on his left sleeve. Looking down, Legolas found piercing silver eyes gazing up at him. He smiled at Rivendell’s youngest inhabitant.
“Yes Estel?”
“What’dya doin’ Leg’las?” Estel asked in the slightly slurred speech of a toddler.
“I am practising archery.” At the uncomprehending look Legolas explained. “Shooting with a bow.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to protect my home.”
“I wanna too. Teach me?”
Legolas laughed and thought his heart would melt at seeing such sweet innocence