The Warrior Games Simulation

Day 1 (Part 3)

Wonderingwind rested beside the slender stream as the sun set between the tree's eating only half of his can of tuna. Stormthistle had chosen to go hunting instead of eating the canned foods he had stored in his backpack. So in the case she didn't find prey she could have the rest of his half.

The district eleven tom was so eager to show Stormthistle kindness that she had never gotten. Then maybe she'd understand why he didn't want to kill or bring harm to the other tributes. That warriors could bring good back to the world if they only tried.

In the distance Wonderingwind heard pawsteps on the leaves, he remained relaxed by the stream Stormthistle and him had found. If it wasn't Stormthistle he'd simply sit in his defenselessness and ask what the purpose of killing him was. Just to be thrown back into another game to fight to their death.

Stormthistle approached Wonderingwind basking in the sunset's warmth with no tension in his whole body. She set down the mouse that was hanging in her jaws in disappointment at the tom. She laid near the opposite side of the stream from Wonderingwind and began eating her mouse. The toms eyes remained closed as he breathed in with relaxation.

"What's with you tom? We're in an arena full of killers and you have showed no defensive tactics and acted like a a carefree kit?" Stormthistle blurted out.

"No killer started out as a killer. The capital has changed us into something we're not and I don't believe in conforming under their will." Wonderingwind answered with ease.

Stormthistle shook her head and turned around starting to finish her mouse. Halfway through she stared at the mouse's half eaten body. She tossed the rest back in front of Wonderingwind. He jumped a little and looked to her but she turned around facing the sun. She had noticed the can he left for her but didn't let in.

"I'll take first watch," she meowed.

Silverstorm padded beside Snowfrost with two squirrels in her jaw while Snowfrost carried a jaybird and mouse. They made their way across the sand back towards the Cornicopia as the sun began to set in the distance sparking pink and orange clouds into the sky.

Ahead she saw Badgerstrike and Owleye laid under the left side of the Cornicopia. She picked up her pace trotting ahead of Snowfrost until they made their way to Badgerstrike and Owleye.

"Thats all?" Owleye sneered as the two she cats dropped their prey in front of them.

"You can go out and hunt yourself if you're not satisfied." Badgerstrike snapped at the tom.

Silverstorm brought a mouse to Badgerstrike and dropped it in front of the tom. She then plopped down in front of Badgerstrike.

"Was your mom really Stonepelt?" She asked.

"Yes and I'm going to avenge her." Badgerstrike responded scooting away from Silverstorm.

She remembered the tom hadn't liked being close to other cats. She sighed and padded back to Snowfrost to share the other mouse.

Lilytoad curled up under one of the large lush green bushes as the sun set in the distance. Her belly full from two squirrels. She rolled over and watched the sky burst with colors until a sick feeling penetrated her stomach. In the sky pictures of the dead began to appear. Lilytoads idea of paradise began to fade and she closed her eyes and curled in on herself wishing she were home.

Biohazard and Sagebramble had trekked far into the forest and made their camp in the center of a large thorn bush. Sagebramble had pushed a can of food into Biohazards paw before curling up to sleep with no food for herself. Biohazard reached out and was about to thank the younger she-cat but let her sleep.