Wilds Life

[Kreans]

Camping was far more to his strengths, what kind of Skaldi didn't know how to properly set a camp, any Skaldi of a proper tribe would have learnt since birth how to camp as till recently they had no solid home of their own and moved around quite frequently. Now that New Skaldira had been wrestled from the humans and brought under their control they had a place to call their home but still camping was not something lost to them in their comfort of a stationary base. Kreans huffed as he stepped into the proving grounds amongst the humans and half breeds, their knowledge of this subject couldn't match up to a Skaldi who'd spent the first eleven years of their life camping out and constantly on the move, even the instructors couldn't hope to help him much here he noted as he eyed each up. Most looked fairly grizzled and used to hard labour, as though they'd spent time in the outdoors, but still he doubted they could match his strength here, if anything he should be teaching this class to them.



Kreans took the supplied camping equipment from a pile and began pitching his tent, it wasn't quite the hide tents that he was used to working with, it was a far more uniform leather and a far more difficult tent to put up than what the Skaldi had to carry around with them for so long. Kreans dug his poles in and draped the leather tent over the frame and secured it down so that the breezes wouldn't blow it away, he couldn't actually fit inside the tent on account of it having been sized for humans but he could put it up just fine. Lessons learnt from before on the frailty of human constructions aided him greatly, he treated each pole with care and didn't snap a single one nor tear his leather pieces at all in the construction of his tent, they were far sturdier than the accursed writing implements and paper he had to handle previously and for that he was grateful. While it wasn't quite like home because of the population of humans around him it was closer than he'd been since leaving New Skaldira at the orders of his clan to learn from them, and filled him with a desire to take materials of his own and put his skills to use in making himself a tent more to his sizing.

[Kreans]

When the instructors pointed out several things he'd done differently from their demonstration he silenced each, his design was adapted to the realities of being a people on the move and having to live in any weather rather than being able to scamper away with their tails between their legs to a solid building at the first sign of rain or storm. He would not back down when told to follow their instructions, he may have been here to learn but in this they could learn from him, he had faced the realities of living in the outdoors and these people were simply playing at it and hoping the trainees would survive even something so simple as a minor rainstorm. Humans truly were simple in their thoughts on this matter and seemed to believe they were right at all times, an idea he was happy to correct them in as they continued to stand against his ways of setting up and breaking down various parts of a camp, at points he simply wished he could tear into them as they likely would to him were they given a chance by their Alliance.



Kreans took his tent down when told to do so, quickly packing it away and wrapping it up in the leather straps that had been provided with it, cinching them tightly around the bundle so as to protect it's contents and throwing it in a sailing arc over the heads of several humans to land in the large pile of tents that hadn't been used, allowing a toothy grin that to the rest probably looked terrifying as he did so. For a moment it looked as though some of the instructors would argue with him, but they had no ability to do so and seemingly had trouble even approaching his massive frame by themselves anymore.



Still when the time came to light fires he was given equipment much as the rest were despite their obvious dislike and slight fear of him. Once again fires were something he could do, prey could be eaten cold but was far nicer cooked through on a fire and so it was a skill beaten into hatchlings as young as they were able to even comprehend it.

[Kreans]

The small piece of flint and the steel they'd given him were, as he'd come to expect, far to small for him to properly manoeuver in his large claws, each would slip out of his fingers with more ease than he'd care and picking them up from the ground proved an interesting task also. Still he managed to find a position with which he could get a small amount of sparks from a combination of the two, landing them on the smaller kindling and then eventually larger logs that comprised his fire. Before most had even got theirs started his was warding away the humans in a ten foot radius, Kreans standing well within that radius enjoying the heat across his scales warming him from head to feet as the flames flickered off his blue scales.



Instead of the provisions offered around for cooking Kreans took a piece of raw salamander meat from his pack and spitted that over the fire to cook, watching the juices roll down off of the meat and taking a deep breath in of the meaty smells that caused saliva to build up in his jaw.



Unfortunately he was distracted from his food cooking by the fact that none of the others seemed able to get more than the most meagre and pitiful of fires burning, the instructors came to help but still the humans were unable to set alight to more than the tiniest piece of wood that would blow out in the slightest breeze. Kreans stood from his own fire and made his way to his nearest neighbour, a young human with one of the grizzled tutors looming over him teaching him how to make even more mistakes than he already was. Falling to his knees next to the human with a hearty thump Kreans swept away their attempt, explaining as he remade the fire why his had been doomed to fail from the start and correcting it. There was no love in him for humans nor Elkagr nor the strange Drokagr or any half breed combination of the three but it was painful for him to watch the human fail so badly at something so simple as making a fire.



Ignoring the instructors words for the most part Kreans showed the human and several others how to light a fire properly, at the end unfolding himself to his full height and looming over the instructor. "If you're going to teach them something so simple at least teach them to do it right." Kreans growled at the instructor, before heading to his own fire to retrieve his meat and scattering it to burn out, he'd had enough of this now being lead by the foolish.