▫️Willow ▫️
"Hunting day" I say with a yawn, pretending to not notice Mark's reaction.
"I can go with you. I know a few tips about the outside world." Dylan says seriously. I agree, and Mark puts in a 'me too'.
We gather weapons and start out, Mark, Dylan and I. The silence goes on for a few minutes while we walk further from the cave, but Dylan soon breaks it. He's a natural at this.
"So...how did you guys meet? I don't think I remember being able to meet up with friends from other districts! And...you know...the fact that you both are pretty close" He say, picking up a nut and popping it into his mouth.
"Dylan! You don't even know whether that nut is safe!" I say, trying not to sound too concern for Mark's sake, but he must have caught up on my tone.
"Well, I have them at home" He says indignantly. "Don't need to be so concerned!" He adds casually. I glance towards Mark and notice his stormy face.
"For your question, we met at the Training Centre. We were close, but not as close anymore. " Mark answers.
Dylan seems to have caught on something. "Uh...yeah. I get it."
"Let's just get on with hunting." I say, irritated that I am caught between the personal affairs these two have about me.
I go forward a few yards, and stop immediately. A flock of birds stood perched on a tree. I bring up my bow and shoot the whole flock in less than 3 seconds. I retrieve the arrows, and sling the birds on my shoulder. I head back towards Dylan and Mark slowly, but that eventually turns into a run. It felt so good. I could almost pretend I'm in the woods back home.
"Willow? More birds here" Dylan appears, twigs in his golden hair with two birds in his arms. I pick off the twigs, laughing just as Mark arrives with a squirrel.
"Let's head back, then." I suggest, already heading back. The others follow me suit.
The walk back was awkward. Mark cut off every conversion Dylan tried to make with him. It was as if there was electricity in the air between Mark and Dylan. And I can hear it buzzing. I was pretty much annoyed with Mark for being closed-off with Dylan, as it spoiled the whole mood.
I was still fuming about it when I hear the scream.
I start into a run, and we arrive just in time to see Thyme throw a knife into a girl's throat.
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The Future Mockingjay🕊️
FanfictionKatniss Everdeen, Mockingjay, thought that everything was finally safe and sound. But The Hunger Games begins again and Willow, 13 this year, and her brother, Thyme, 15, would have a chance of being reaped. What would Katniss and Peeta do? Read to f...
