Hi,2 nice descriptions on Katniss&Peeta's kids. :)
The Girl,the girl i named Rue.
She first picked up a paint brush when she was just 4,Peeta watched her delicatly swoosh it across the page, Just as I saw him do it. Ever since then, she has never seemed to put it down,creating beautiul pictures just as peeta did in the early days of my pregnancy. He painted from dusk till dawn,never stoped for a moment. She is the image of my father, she has the classic black hair of the seam and then peetas gleaming blue eyes. She is my reminder of home,before it was destroyed.
She can identify a plant within a blink of an eye,going out into the meadow to find more unknown treasures is one of her hobbbies. I have showed her the lake where I taught her to swim,she adapted to the water just as i did ,when i was her age. From the moment she set eyes on the mystery of the unknown , I knew we had a connection that no thing,or being could break.
She loves the Primroses that grow out in spring,along with the bright yellow dandelions. She brought some home for me one day,I had to stop myself from crying. If only she knew her aunt,if only she knew how much i loved her. One day, one day I will tell her,but only when i know im ready, when I know she is ready to hear about my destructive yet unforgetable past.
The boy,I named after my father.
The first time I heard his voice,I knew my father had sent him. His voice replicates his. He has Peeta's blond hair and somehow has grown wild curls, just like Katniss growing in the summer. Peeta always tells me how proud my father would have been,and Prim. His gleaming big bright eyes remind me of hers so much that every time I look deep into them it brings a tear to my . And of corse,when he sings ,even the Brids stop to listen...
He loves making things, not onlt are his cakes unforgetable but he had a talent for snares,hands of majesty ,just like Gales. He also has Finnicks eye for nets,I will take him to district 4 one day,to show him where his Uncle lived,and to see Annie of corse,and her son,Finn. I know he knows about Gale, the connection I and Gale had is the same with me and him. It brings me back to earth,every day when I went out hunting with Gale,before the games,before Peeta,before the war.
The mockingjays sing with him. Just as they did with my father,just as they did with Rue. I will tell him her calling,teach him it just as I taught him the songs that my father taught me, so they will never be forgotten, so Prim, my father and Rue's memories can forever live on...