fandomhighdorms | Shooting Range [Monday evening]

Katniss had spent the better part of her day -- that which was spent out of (admittedly, interesting) class -- wandering the island and familiarizing herself with her surroundings. So far, weather differences aside (and those were minimal), the woods of the preserve weren't terribly different from those outside of District 12, or what she'd hidden amongst in the Games. The beach was unfamiliar, and made her slightly anxious due to the lack of coverage or familiarity there.

She'd seen some of the little blue deer that the boy had mentioned on Saturday, but had decided not to shoot them. She had plenty to eat (and had even hidden a few things in her dresser, and under her bed, just in case) and hadn't encountered anyone she thought she could trade with.

But just because she wasn't hunting (and she still itched to, so that would need to be resolved), she didn't want to grow out of practice. Surely President Snow wouldn't be surprised -- if she was under surveillance -- to find she was keeping up with her archery. So Monday night found her grabbing her bow and quiver of arrows, and taking a walk through the gym to see this range she'd heard about. It was clearly meant for guns -- something that made her uncomfortable -- but the targets would work just as well for archery.

This was where she would be for the rest of the night, pausing every now and then to move the targets and make it more challenging.

[open as a range is! I am le bored, oui. :D]