A/N: Hi guys, I haven't written a FanFiction is a while so here's a new one. This is going to be a few chapters long, nothing too outrageous. So please read and review! Thanks!
I paraded through the woods. Branches grabbed at my ankles as I hastily moved along the path I have worn through the brush over the years. Bow in hand, I crept past trees and bushes. "Gale?" I whispered. "Gale where are you?" It's been three days now. Three days since my world turned upside down. Three days since my best friend Gale disappeared. Mrs. Hawthorne is worried sick, just as Rory, Vick, and Posy are. Every evening for the past few days before the sunsets, I trek the forest in search of Gale. After I finish my late search, I check in on the Hawthornes. I lump forms in my throat when I go to the house, especially when I see Posy sitting on the floor crying. I remember the last time I saw Gale, he wanted to me to go hunting with him.
"Oh come on, Catnip!" Gale begged. "I know it's late but please come with me?" A pout formed on his lips that didn't last long. The edges of his mouth curled into a grin as I rolled my eyes playfully.
"Gale," I began. "You know that I'm visiting Peeta tonight."
Gale's shoulders sag, "Oh, yeah, right…"
"How 'bout tomorrow?" I ask with a smile.
"Sure!" Gale exclaims. "But for now I'll just go on my own."
"Alright then. See you tomorrow?"
"Of course!" Gale replies as he jogs toward the thick trees with his rope and net.
My stomach churns at the thought of how that night could have ended. I could have prevented Gale from going missing. If I had of just gone with him, then he would probably be safe with me right now. I grimace to myself. I have to find him.
It's getting darker, but not dark enough to leave just yet. I push branches out of my face and hop over rocks and roots. I stop and stand on a mossy rock, the one Gale used to always sit on when we rested from our hard work of hunting. I get yet another knot in my throat. I have to stay strong for Gale, so I swallow the sick feeling away. I lean against the sturdy tree at my side. The roots are emerged from the ground, so I am careful not to trip. I study the way the leaves overlap above my head when I look up. I can see the sun almost down and the sky is a dark blue. I need to get home soon. I begin my journey home through the swiftly darkening woods. The sun finally disappears behind the hills, but the moon sheds its bright light.
I think back to Gale again, the way he loved the thought of the moon. He'd always told me how he'd take me there and back if he could. I smile at the moon, as if waiting for it to smile to me in return. "Gale," I tell myself. "Gale, we're worried about you. Wherever you are, I just hope you're safe." A tear runs down my ice-cold cheek, but the wind quickly blows it dry. I absorb the salty taste on my lip as yet another tear drips into my mouth. I sigh aloud.
I turn back towards home; I've been out for almost three hours. The Hawthornes are probably wondering where I am by now. I finally climb under the fence and emerge into District 12 again. I jog over to the Hawthorne's house. Just as I am about to knock, the front door opens. "Hello Katniss," Posy says to me sleepily.
"Why hello there Posy," I reply and immediately change to my sing-songy voice I use when talking to little kids. "My, my you look tired." Posy nods and rubs her droopy eyes. Her little nightgown touches the floor as she begins to walk away. I follow her in. "How are you tonight?"
"Did ya find Gale?" Posy changes the subject and yawns.
"I'm sorry honey, but I couldn't find him…" I answer. "But don't worry, I will do whatever I can to find him."
"Oh," Posy whispers. Her lip begins to tremble and her sleepy eyes start tearing.
"Oh no, Posy!" I say. "Don't get upset. We'll find him real soon." I envelope her tiny body in a hug.
"But- but- but Gale is gone forever and ever," Posy cries. The tears flow down her face and her little hands become tiny fists.
"Posy look at me," I say and lift up her chin. "I don't think Gale would want you to cry like this. He would want you to be a brave little huntress."
"Like you?" Posy wipes the tears from her eyes and starts to grin.
"Yes, just like me," I touch her nose at each word. Posy giggles and I pick her up into my arms.
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