[Rosa's in a large courtyard with fences and trees set up. She's placed little handkerchiefs pinned to the fences and trees in various places and is practicing her archery skills. She's either really bored or just a little nervous.
An Artemis arrow soars from her new bow, which she has dubbed Medusa, to land squarely where a piece of cloth is attached to a fence post. With a sigh, Rosa pulls out another arrow and begins the process all over again.]