Oya'karir

- Hunt

Arminius woke up early that morning, heading out into the hills with Sucellos to set up target practice dummies. The hills weren't that far out, and they were clear of any trees. Not any dangerous animals out there, and it was far enough away from their farm that their property wouldn't be damaged should fire go astray. After setting them up, they returned back to wake up Doug and Darius. They were cute kids, and Arminius almost hated to have to teach them the ways of the Mandalorians. He was Mandalorian heart and soul, but he was also a realist. His people were a militaristic and fanatic bunch, and when these boys saw war and lived to fight another day…they'd never be the same again. Arminius himself didn't understand how he was able to live through the war and not come out a cold, heartless murderer, but he lived and became a family man like all Mandalorians should. But he didn't know how his sons would turn out, not even his eldest, Sucellos. Hopefully, his teachings would shape the boys into good men. He'd have to wait and see.

After helping them put their armour on, Sucellos and Arminius led them out to the shooting range they had set up. Sucellos and Arminius both carried rifles and blasters, and would teach both individually.

"What are we doing buir?" Darius asked as they walked up the hill.

"You'll see." Arminius replied. They went to the top of the hill, and he sat them down on the grass. "As Mandalorians, your expected to be warriours. I taught you yesterday how to fight. Today, your older brother and I will teach you to shoot."

"Do we always fight?" Doug'ika asked.

"No. When the Mandalorians are not at war, we head home and work on the farm, in the factory, at Universities, in the market, wherever."

"Farming? What Mommy does?"

"Yes. Your last name, Fett, in Mando'a, Vhett, means farmer. When your not on the battlefield, you will work on the farm."

"Why do I have to work on the farm?"

"It depends. What will you do when your not with your brothers in war?"

"I don't know. Do some more fighting?"

"That you will answer yourself. Doug, come with me. Darius, go with Sucellos." With that, the two boys went to their respective teachers. The boys were handed rifles, and their older kin stood behind them, showing them how to hold the rifle, load it, aim it, turn the safety off, calibrate firing rates, and finally fire.

"Hold your breath Doug. Relax, take your time. Get a feel for the rifle, look through the scope and set the sight on the target." Arminius instructed to Doug, as he helped the boy hold and aim the rifle. Opposite them were Sucellos and Darius. After a few minutes, they finally shot, ripping holes through the dummies.

"Good job Darius. Try kneeling, it helps out your accuracy a lot." Sucellos said to his younger brother.

"Now, try it on your own." Arminius said. He and Sucellos backed away as the boys worked the rifles on their own. After a few minutes of hassling with the rifles, the boys fired again, shooting off a limb or two on the dummies. They switched it to burst fire, pulled the trigger, and three bolts fired off in quick succession of one another. However, it gave an added kick, and the boys fell backwards from the shot. Arminius and Sucellos ran forward to pull the rifles away, switch the safety back on, and make sure they were alright.

"We're ok." Darius said as Sucellos pulled him up. Arminius tended to Doug.

"Yah. That was fun. Can we do some more buir?" Doug asked enthusiastically, almost a look of joy in his face. It was interesting how kids sometimes were completely unaware of their mortality, but as they got older and wiser, they tended to be more cautious. To Arminius, Doug all of a sudden seemed that type of kid.

"We're going hunting today." Arminius said, as he knelt down to their level. "Do you think your ready?"

"O' course buir." Darius replied.

"Yah Dad." Doug said.

"Good. Doug, go with your older brother. Darius with me."

The boys nodded, and the two groups split up as they headed off into the forest to hunt prey. The woods around the Argyle farm were not as dangerous as other parts of Mandalore, but if one got lost, and went far enough, there were various species that would be a challenge for any Mandalorian. For this hunt though, deer were the target. There were certain methods in hunting that were a necessity to hunters, and Arminius and Sucellos gave their younger kin a quick lesson in them.

"Darius, crouch down with me. Part of hunting also means"

"Not being seen by your prey, Doug. To be unseen, unheard, and be completely clandestine"

"Requires the utmost skill and discretion. Can you do that Darius?"

"I can do that buir."

"Yup."

"There's one now Doug." Sucellos said to his younger brother, as a deer walked into view.

"Hide behind the bush Darius." Arminius instructed his son, as they stalked the forest, finding a lone deer a short ways away.

"Move slowly, we don't want to startle him."

"Take your rifle out."

"Turn the safety off Doug."

"Check the calibration Darius. Make sure it's semi-automatic."

"Aim for its head."

"Hold your breath son."

"…"

"Fire."

Two blaster shots fired off in unison in separate areas of the forest, and with them two deer fell. The boys had succeeded in their first kill. After retrieving the venison, the four met back up outside the forest.

"Good job, you three." Arminius said to his sons. They grinned happily as they headed back home to begin dinner for later. The unused venison would be sealed and stored, with Sucellos helping his mother. Meanwhile, Arminius had Doug and Darius train further in melee combat. When they were done with that, he showed them how to milk the cows. By day's end, they were tuckered out, but at least went to bed on a full stomach. They all had a big day ahead of them.