#leon8

Arriving at the area he noticed many things were set up for the tributes such as stone slabs, underbrush, mud, vines, wood and over-sized leaves. He squatted down at the table to get a better look at all the items, feeling their texture and density planning out scenarios in his head already as he waited for the other tributes to arrive.

He shrugged. It didn't matter to him, as long as he got to train it didn't matter how many other tributes were here. He figured he would start at fire making, he was pretty okay with building fires but better train at it right? He walked into the station, and heard the experts instructions. He grabbed a piece of flint and kindling, and began work. 

As he made his way over, he only noticed there to be bows and arrows. "Well I suppose this will be a little more challenging than I would have hoped." he said softly to himself, bending down to pick one of the bows up. "Maybe I could make my own.." He sat down and began taking apart the bow.

He slipped his legs into a rope harness, and a rope was attached. He walked up to the rock, and began to climb. He scaled the rock with ease, his hands expertly finding the small cracks, and his feet bending to fit the strange shapes the cracks provided. It was different from scaling a brick wall or a rope, but he was doing well regardless of the differences. He looked down, and he had already made incredible progress. He was about a quarter of the way up, and he smiled. He turned back to the tock and continued to work his way up.