The 94th Hunger Games- Fight To The death

The Arena- Day 65.

                                                                         Photo is of Sagitarria 

Today, it's a forest. 

A thick, lush, green glistening forest. 

After the early transformation my breath was taken from my body at the beauty. It almost made me forget I was in the games.

Almost. 

My blue eyes searched the silent forest for any sign of tributes as I walked, anticipating the worst turn out for this feast. 

Who are the other two tributes I may have to face? 

Zenobia? 

Silver?

Lavadia?

Shivers danced along my spin at the thought of the amazon woman running at me with her new trident. 

Sponsors have been scarce for me because of my diminish weight, but i'm almost positive that a axe will be waiting for me in the bag...the bag that will save my life. 

Digging in the back pack I pulled out a strip of dried beef and began to chew on it for a while until my spit broke it down. 

Itches ran along my body as my heart rate increased.

The horn isn't to far off. 

My eyes continued to search for danger hidden among the trees as I slowly walked down the path, my sound but a slight whisper amongst the bustle of life. 

Will today be the day?

The day I die? The day I win? The day my life is set in stone? 

Shoving the last chunk of beef into my mouth I stopped, and surveyed my area.

The trees began to become sparse as I drew closer to the Horn. My eyes found the sun.

It reveled the time to be around 11:30, almost time for the Feast to begin. I was already northwest from the looks of it.. 

My legs began to pick up a steady jog.

Wanna get there before anyone else.

Leaping over a bush, I continued my endless run. 

                                                     Silver DeWolfe's Point Of View.

The slight snore of Lavadia excited me, and at the very same time, terrified me.

Sapphire ran off, claiming to want to hunt down the ones who came to the Feast. 

A slight smile crept onto my face, maybe I finally get to kill her. 

I collected my bow and arrows, adding a few deadly knifes. Curved in wicked angles, some heavy, others light. 

I placed the knifes gently into the holster on my belt, where my quiver of arrows were fastened. I'll kill off two more today, leaving only 3 of us in these damned games. 

Gripping my bow I leaned over Lavadia, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. "I'll be back, Angel." 

Whining, she turned over and continued her sleep, undisturbed. 

The sun hurt my blue eyes as I stepped directly into its rays, heading to the spot two will meet their deaths. 

The grass crunched under my feet, reminding me of my home, District 1. I wonder where our baby will be living? District 4? Maybe they can buy their way to District 1.. And what name will she take up?