Day One: Part 1

[Jak Mar]

The dawn was coming and Jak continued to take it to the ground and search for basic supplies scattered. The little scatter of sunlight allowed him to see a stick and it gave him a little time to shave down the stick into some sort of spear for hunting sake. He and Dax had hunted food during the slow times in the wastelands and even in Sandover.

Maybe he was good with animals, but survival was much more important at the time. He bent over and stabbed a small bird that landed. As the bird died, Jak looked at it and picked up a few other sticks and started to pull off feathers off a bird until it was cleaned off.

He started to eat the raw bird and felt his belly that was semi-full and he covered his tracks by rubbing the dirt where his tracks were.

He nodded, but he looked sad.He'd deal with the loss of a bird later. He had to go meet his allies before someone else would find him. It had already been how many hours in this competition and the day had been longer than he once thought. He would keep his eyes open for any possible strangers as he decided to go a different path then he planned before.