Not out much (spekk)

Rashta had been taught to hunt in the forest a few years before. It wasn't something she really loved, or even liked but when you had a bunch of siblings like Rashta did the rules just didn't seem as important. It was more of her job then her hobby. She wasn't a cruel huntress who stalked through the woods barely even making a sound--Rashta was just a teen trying to stay strong and feed her family. It was maybe a few month ago her older brother had taken a job in the mines, leaving Rashta the only real hunter of the family. She knew she needed to start teaching her younger siblings around now, but it seemed such a labor. They had enough to get by, why endanger the whole family by bringing clumsy little siblings barely old enough to think for themselves into the harsh, wild world that was the woods? The Capitol could so easily find them if she was not quiet enough, it was already hard as her flaming red hair stood out in the lush green background.

Right now the huntress was sitting in a tree, her black eyes unfocused as she attempted to keep them on a trap she had set up a few hours ago. It was about eight in the morning, and Rashta had been hunting the whole night. During the dark hours, Rashta more easily fit in with her surroundings, and managed to nail a few owls. A crunching of leaves brought the girl lost in her own thoughts back to the real world, she narrowed her eyes and focused on the area of her trap--a small knife held at ready to throw if need be.

ooc- reserved ^^ its a terrible post, but its really my first hunting one with Rashta and I couldn't figure out how I wanted to portray that