Hey everybody! I hope you are enjoying the SYOT so far, and I just have a question. Should I only do two to three reapings and introduce the other characters through different pre-game chapters? Or should I do all the reapings? Please tell me! I'm sorry for the short chapters, and how long I'm taking to update. I'll try to update more often!

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Jennet Levine D2F

I awoke to the morning light with a start. Why was there butterflies in my stomach again? Oh yes. Today was the reapings. Unlike some of the other cats that lived here in District 2, I had no desire to go into the Hunger Games. I had a very nice life here, with my mother being on of the previous victors of the Hunger Games. And besides, I couldn't hurt a fly. I can't stand it when I see other cats in pain. I just have to help them. I hope I do not get picked.

The town square was packed, and I chose a spot near the back of the 18-year-old section. My heart was pounding in my chest as the escort, Maddy, recited his speech. Not me. Don't pick me. "Now, for the female tribute!" I held my breath. "Jennet Levine," he called. My name echoed all around me. No. I couldn't be going into the Hunger Games. Not me. This was going to be the last week of my life.

Pounce Felixboots, A.K.A Ser Pounce a lot D2M

My last chance. This was my final year to go to the Hunger Games. My final reaping. And I had to make sure I would be in them. In the arena. I could already feel the flesh of other defenseless cats beneath my paws. I got out of bed, and stretched. I had a bite to eat, and then I headed out the door. My black fur rippled as I walked, shining in the sunlight. As I pass the alley nearest to the town square, I heard the sound of a cat yowling. I walked forward, wondering what could be the matter. I found a cat, about my age, cornering a small cat who could be no older than 12. He snarled at her, and she let out a pitiful meow. I walked straight up the bully. "Hey!" I snapped, "What do you think you're doing here?" The cat looked up, and he smirked. "Get out of my alley," he snarled, "or I'll make you pay" He lunged for me, but I was too quick. I darted out of the way, slashing at his belly. Blood seeped from the wound I had opened in his chest. He ran away into a side alley. I turned to the young cat. "Thank you!" she mewed, "I don't know what I could have done without you!" I winked at her. "That's what I'm here for"

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As I watched the female tribute, Jennet I think was her name, walk up to the stage, I got ready to run. I was waiting for my opportunity to get in to the Hunger Games. Maddy pulled out the male tribute. "The lucky tom cat representing District 2 in the Hunger Games is…" I rushed up to the stage. "I volunteer as tribute!" Maddy looked at me curiously. "And what is your name, sir?" "Ser Pounce a lot" Everybody laughed. "Your REAL name, sir" Maddy was smirking. I glared at everyone. "Pounce. Pounce Felixboots. Do not laugh at me every again. You'll see why when I win the 47th Hunger Games!"