Hunting? (Open)

Shane walked down through the woods, quietly when he hears a small mumble. A girls voice, obiously one of the Seam. Even though he was a merchant, he still knew a few of the names. This was Red, he knew that much from around town.

"Congradulations, you weren't reaped! But you should be a little quieter if you don't want to scare away my game," Shane said. He walked out of the bushes and into plain sight. He knew that he screamed of the merchant class, well fed, strong, but hoped that trust could be built by his mutual love of breaking the Capitol laws.

His knife belt strung across his body and his bow over his should, Shane stuck out his hand, "My name is Shane, Shane Katiha. And just a dumb question, how do you make snares that don't ruin the meat of the animal?"

(OOC: I don't know if I can post like right after or do I need to wait for artemisa to post? But I will post, and if need be remove it and wait.)

Red took the knife Shane handed her, holding it in her hands, she felt stupid. Not wanting the others to know she never handled a weapon before, so she just kept her hand on. Nodding to Shane as he described his knife range farther out, she began to follow him, stepping carefully, not wanting to alert anyone of their location.

"We are just. . . about. . . there!" Shane said as he cut through the last of the scrub brush and peeled it back. Set up was about thirty targets at various distances and angles, some higher and some lower.

Once there, Shane ran across the area to a bag held high in the tree and virtually unvisible from the ground below and pulled it down. There he took out a few of the knives that he had given to Red and Amber, or at least replicas of them, and replaced them with his others on his knife belt. He then stashed his bow and went back to the group.

"Okay, so first off, I notice that neither of you have ever used a knife before, judging by the way you are holding them, so we will start there." Shane said in a normal, and non condescending voice. "Hold it like this, with the blade down and the seraded edge away from your body, then take it to the oppisite shoulder of the hand that is holding it and tense your arm. Then, let it ride."

Shane deomonstrated once, then stairred at the two girls, "Ready to try it?"

Shane laughed, he could tell Red never held a knife before, but he wasn't going to say that. Instead, he decided to laugh a little at the joke and otherwise shrug it off, "Not many people can afford them, so that's why I give them away for knowledge."

"You have almost got the form down Red, but you need to lift your arm and spread your finger wider like this," Shae said as he moved her arm and hand to match the proper positions. Then he smiled and said, "Good, now that your form is right, we can work on actually throwing the knives."

"Put your legs apart like mine, bring your knife up to the oppisite shoulder like so," Shane demostrated and let the knife fly into the target that was furthest from the three, "And let it fly!"

Shane turned, "Now you try." That's when it happened, the reason that you don't give knives to twelve year olds, she threw it and it went right for the to target that Amber was standing in front of.

"GET DOWN!!" Shane yelled as he jumped and tackled Amber and getting grazed lightly by the knife but nothing major. A little blood driped from his shoulder and he stairred at Amber's eyes, realizing that she was actually really pretty, and kind of pausing awkwardly before rolling off of her.

"Never aim at a target if there is a person in front of it!" Shane snarked. Then he looked at his shoulder, barely anything there and luckily at that. He turned to look at the target that had been pierced by the knife that was just thrown.