Dolores
*Mox stirs the fire as he watches Cynthia hunt. Studying her form and as she strikes, he claps.* "Not bad. But spears arent used for huntingrabbits. Still should have a decent enough amount of meat but the pelt isnt going to be clean enough for sale." 

*Mox picks the skinning knife again to offer to Cynthia grip first after shes killed her prey.* "Know how to skin it?"
Susan
Cynthia grimaces lifting the spear. It was definitely a bit of a mess now wasn't it? She nods at the instruction, gingerly pulling the rabbit from the spear to examine it. "What weapon should you use to keep from destroying the pelt?" She asks, moving back to the fire and setting the spear down carefully.

"I know the basic idea... I'm not good at doing it without damaging the pelt though. My parents weren't really fit for outdoors life but knew enough to keep food going if things were hard." She admits.
Dolores
*Mox reached for the knives at his belt and drew one.* "Wont be perfect but usually it doesnt go all the way through and ruin the pelt. If you have the skill for it a sling with rocks or throwing with enough strength can kill or stun them." 

*Picking up the pelt at his side he stuck a finger through the hole in it to show proof that the blade didnt go fully through.* "Could probably also cheat and cut out the hole if it's on the edge of the pelt."
Susan
She coiled herself down like sitting wrapped up in the middle, head tilted as she takes the knife. Turning the rabbit over in her hands she finds the hole punctured by the spear.

"A sling- Oh, those ah... Some kids had one when I was younger. They'd take turns practicing their aim on different things. Some leather straps and a cloth to hold a stone theirs was made from..." She said, nodding and thinking. "I'll see if I can find something like one. That way I don't ruin the pelt next time."

Taking the knife in hand she carefully begins to cut, trying to keep the hold where hopefully it won't be too noticable. At least she'd not bore down so hard on the staff it went out the other side of the rabbit. "Here we go..."
Dolores
*Mox picked up his rabbit to give room on the fire for Cynthia's catch. Biting into it and chewing for a few seconds. Finishing the morsel he makes a face, barely sticking out his tongue as he stares at the meat.* "Needs some salt."

*Holding the stick which the rabbit was on he picks up the salt block to lay it across his lap. Using his claws to scrape flakes off on the rabbit before testing the meat again.*