[h3]Hisaki Kawaguchi | Camp[/h3]

The sight Hisaki walked back to was... A lot of missing things and some in-fighting. The in-fighting wasn't his concern, so he paid it little to no mind. But then his eyes doubled around... There were an awful lot of missing things, where did everyone's bags go? Maybe that's why there was fighitng... But then he noticed something that was no longer there. The tent he had set up. His eyes darkened as he dropped the firewood from his arms.

He sighed, he set his things up before the Volkov lady could take his bags, or at the very least he got the tent set up before he handed it over, but it appears that was a mistake. That said it was the Volkovs that were under fire right now. That wasn't his concern, but he strode up to the Volkov sibling, and snatched the knife that was thrown at them by Sachiko. By the time anyone turned to Hisaki he was already tying a headband with the knife in his teeth, soon as he was done he put the knife away for use later.

[color=steelblue]"You guys can keep fighting but I'm hungry so I'm gonna go hunt something, plus it's getting dark"[/color], he pointed out. He was quite focused on not being swept into anything silly, the longer he stayed the sooner that would happen. He strode past his former campsite and found strangely enough, a bokken with a sheath. He picked it up, any equipment he can get is good out here.

[color=steelblue]"Sachiko, I'm borrowing this knife, I'll return it when this is over"[/color], he said, and with that he just disappeared into the woods. So what was out here... If he had some rope, catching small animals would be easy, but he had his bokken, so maybe he could strike quickly enough to catch one... Or even maybe if he found a big catch, or a river somewhere, he could catch fish or hunt venison. Either way he would find something.