Journaling

Keng grabbed one of the large sticks and lit it with his energy. He watched it turn to flames and quickly lowered it into the bundle of sticks. The campfire officially started and Keng nodded, satisfied.

"All I need to do now is skin this and roast it." Keng whispered. He grabbed his sack and pulled out a skinning knife. Gorrum had gifted him one since he "didn't want Keng to use Hydrosphere as a skinning knife." Keng didn't know that there were different types of knives for different things. "Kitchen knives, skinning knives, knives for fighting, knives for throwing. There's a lot of knives." 

He skinned the rabbit with ease. General Halys had taught him how to skin and cut meat. Gorrum was surprised he could do it and praised him for it. He cut the mole-rabbit meat into small portions and stuck them on leftover sticks he had. He put them in the small dugout spots and let the fire do the rest of the work as he washed his hands with his flask.