[As far as camping goes, Sokka considers himself an expert. He DID grow up in a tent, after all. So he happens to know a thing or two about them. So after setting up his own tent, he goes around critiquing others or helping them or just standing to the side and shaking his head in disapproval. He's a great guy, really.
Of course, camping means the best part of all. Hunting! Sure, he has a fishing pole, but he has trusty old boomerang ready to see if they can catch some rabbit or something. Sure, it's November, but boys gotta eat. And Sokka is hungry. So when things are settled, he'll be sneaking off into the woods. Not so he doesn't have company. Mostly so Ikki doesn't tag along and ruin it like always. He loves her, really.
Before dinner, Sokka will be a bit away from the fire, proudly skinning a rabbit for cooking. Yes, it's bloody and disgusting work. He feels no guilt whatsoever. He's hungry. Really.]
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Of course, camping means the best part of all. Hunting! Sure, he has a fishing pole, but he has trusty old boomerang ready to see if they can catch some rabbit or something. Sure, it's November, but boys gotta eat. And Sokka is hungry. So when things are settled, he'll be sneaking off into the woods. Not so he doesn't have company. Mostly so Ikki doesn't tag along and ruin it like always. He loves her, really.
Before dinner, Sokka will be a bit away from the fire, proudly skinning a rabbit for cooking. Yes, it's bloody and disgusting work. He feels no guilt whatsoever. He's hungry. Really.]