As I faded from this world all I heard was your song .
As you took care of my fallen form I knew what I had to do.
I would watch over you until you too left this world behind.
I saw your pain as you cried over my fallen form .
The determination in your eyes as the change of rules was announced.
I could tell you were worried that you both would not make it to the end.
I saw the first spark of fire within as clear as the defiant gleem when they tried to say only one of you could win .
Relief radiated from your very being when you went home to your Mother , Gale and Prim.
As time passed you feared for the next games to come .
When they announced the quell I witnessed your determination for Peeta to be the one to survive.
When you were saved and he was not , as you learned about the fate of district 12 . I watched that spark turn in to a small flame .
Though they claimed you were their mocking jay at this point anyone could have claimed that title.
Even as you traveled and fought with your comrades . As many of them fell to the pods the grief and guilt was evident .
It was not until you saw poor Prim who only wanted to help .
Perish from that bomb that , that small flame became a raging inferno
As you stood with your bow , with that arrow aimed for Snow's heart .
The moment you realized who was truly responsible for Prim's death .
As you pulled back the string and let the arrow fly into Coin's heart.
That was the moment that inferno burned away the old Katniss , and left in it's place the true mocking jay .
One who would no longer follow the whims of any one.
Who wished to cause children to fight each other to the death.