<strong>Name:</strong>Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sex Ed<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Albus Potter<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First Day of Classes<br/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sex Ed<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Quen McGonagall<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First Day of Classes<br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>Kutseena grinned at Albus. “Not so much a poor choice of words. Just an interesting way of looking at it. I do not see it as enlightened, possibly because it is how I was raised and how I live. As my People have done since our known history.” She listened as he spoke a thoughtful look on her face as she absorbed his words. She nodded finally as he finished. “There has been much accomplished without magic, true. And it is sad that one part of your People live so blindly. But what I find to be truly tragic is that you have chosen to live separately. Perhaps that is the difference. The Original Peoples of my land do not live separately. We are a whole as communities, cultures, Tribes, and Peoples. Be we Comanche, Cherokee, Sioux, or other descendants of the True Sons and Daughters of the Americas. That does not mean individuals do not have their secrets, but as a whole we hide nothing from each other. Our Shamans, Wise Men and Women,” her face clouds briefly, but quickly clears, “Healer, Hunt Leaders, all use magic in some form. Even our ‘Muggles’ have their own magics.”<br/><br/>Having heard Quen’s reply to Inali she cocks her head and smiles at Albus. “Free after class? Seems Inali is itching for a hunt. I must admit, I’m getting a bit hungry myself.”<br/><br/>“Wonderful!” The smile was no mistake this time on Inali’s face. “Deer usually. Though we have hunted boar, bear, squirrel, and rabbit. The buffalo were long gone by the time we were born. Horse is not too bad, but I hate to kill such a useful animal unless there’s no choice.” He paused and grew thoughtful for a moment. “We once went to Alaska and stayed with the Eskimos, moose is a hard one to hunt, but good eating. Elk’s not too bad. Snake and frog legs are pretty good too. Possum and armadillo are tough. Various birds are ok, not my favorite.” He pauses once more. “But all that’s for eating. We’ve hunted other things, but hopefully that will not become an issue here.”<br/><br/>Clearly the man was in his element when it came to the topic of hunting. One could tell by listening that it was a subject he was well versed in, and close to his heart. Or maybe more like his stomach, but that was pretty close to the heart, so maybe it counted. He definitely took some pride in the one mundane thing he could do well.<br/>