The throw isn't the problem. The throw is spot-on. The one doing the catching, however, is caught unprepared.

Sunshine fumbles the fruit, and it's only a minor bit of last-second levitation that allows her to get a grip on it at all. Ha! Success.

"Thank you!" she says to the hard-to-spot people-shadows among the tree-shadows, as they ride out from under the trees and into the sunny grasslands.