Wofclan V1 The Hunger Games

Chapter 4

~~Frostleap

The rankings were stupid and wrong. HE deserved that rank of 5, Snowy looked like she could have a ranking of 2, 3 at the most. But a 5? No way.

Frostleap got the same rank as his district mate. 3. Pathetic. Chalcedony opened the door for him and herself and entered.

This was the room he would train in for a few hours before going to bed and waking up to kill. He glanced at Chalcedony. She would be close and easy to kill. All he would have to do is jump at her the second the gong sounds, get on her back, then he could slash her neck out. He grinned, knowing he had one for-sure kill. he even planned the escape method.

He sat down on a chair, its blue leather reminding him of his home. he shot a glance at chalcedony.

she was perched on the top part of the back of the couch, her tail swinging back and forth as she listened to their mentor, RabbitPaw.

" The SECOND that gong rings? get out of there. neither of you are fit enough to take the cornicopia. unless you made an alliance... nope. nope nope nope!" Rabbitpaw shook his tiny golden-brown head.

how did this scrap win one of the games?

Frostleap ignored the mentor, and plotted more murder. His grin slowly streching across his muzzle.

~~Chive

how in pyrrhia did she get a 4? She had targets on her back now. She shuddered, ruffling her wings. Starfall bounded in, full of energy.

"WOW CHIVE!" She squealed, leaping onto the couch of the training/discussion room. she spread her wings out.

"how did you get a four? is it because your so awesome? I bet is!" She said, sure of herself.

Chive smiled, and wondered how far Starfall would get in the games. I hope she wins. she deserves a life.

" oh hey guys! Im your mentor, Stargazer!"

they both turned their heads to the nightwing walking in. She was very pretty, her purple scales dappled along her sides showing an unusual trait for nightwings that made Chive wonder if she was a hybrid.

" Oh you two put on a FABULOUS ceremony! no wonder you got high scores!" Stargazer cooed, sitting on the rug in between the chair and couch. Chive sat on the ground beside the chair, she didn't really care for chairs.

"thanks! I think we did AWESOME" Starfall said, throwing her tail up.

" so.. onto more depressing topics... what should we do in the games?" Chive said, adressing the current matter.

Stargazer shed her gaze away, and sighed.

"I would suggest running away- stick together, find a water source" Stargazer said, picking her claws. She looked really sad.

" why are you sad? you Arnt going into the games and surely you don't know us so well you are upset over us?" Chive asked, genuinely curious. Stargazer looked at her, then Starfall.

"my- my brother was in this district last year. he didnt make it- and every time i spend time with my district members that i must train, I grow attached to them! then-"

"Then you watch us die." Starfall whispered unexpectedly. Starfall got up off the couch and went over to Chive. she lifted her wing which she was laying on the ground and Starfall crawled next to her. She pressed her body against her scales, and peeked her head out.

"I got chosen last year. It was so scary, walking up but then a random Nightwing volunteered, and I saw that she had a mark on her cheeck that looked like mine-" Starfall pointed to her cheek, which had three black Scales in the shape on a zigzag.