There's no use sulking about it now though, the deed is done, and the worst thing I can do is shut down completely like Mrs. Everdeen did after her husband died. I pick up my bag and head to the forest. I listen for the buzz of the electric fence. As usual, it's silent. District 12 rarely has electricity, and let's face it, the officials are our best customers. I crawl through the hole in the fence Katniss and I normally use, and head off to check my snares. Please let there be game, please let there be game! I almost cross my fingers before I realize it's stupid. The gesture doesn't change anything. Katniss's fingers were crossed during the Reaping, and look where that got her. I need to stop thinking about her. I've got to get over it. I don't have the time or the energy to grieve.
I look down and realize that while I was musing, my hands had automatically retrieved the rabbit tangled in the snare. I drop it into my bag and continue on. Three squirrels and another rabbit. Not bad. One of each for both families, and a squirrel to trade in the Hob. A deer grazes in the distance. I consider chasing it, but decide to head back to the Seam to visit the Everdeens. As I pass the pond, I can't help noticing the katniss roots growing along the shores. I yank up a handful; when boiled, the roots aren't bad food, but it's the name makes me want to cry. As I reach the fence, I pull myself together, and crawl back through into the dirty Seam.
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Gale: A Hunger Games Story
Fanfiction"And Gale. I know him. He won't be shouting and cheering. But he'll be watching, every moment, every twist and turn, and willing me to come home." - Katniss Everdeen, The Hunger Games Katniss Everdeen is fighting for her life in the 74th Annual...
