District 8 train ride
Woof's POV
Lannis, and Dessie. Those are the names of the two tributes I will train for a death
tournament. "You." I say pointing at the (about) 6 foot male, Lannis. "What?" He asks
with a tone of confidence. "Come with me." I leave the small 12 year old with Cecilia.
"Here." I give him a sword. "What do.." I cut him off by throwing a dummy at him. He puts
the sword through it's chest. I do this a couple more times. "Can we stop." He asks
annoyed. I through one as hard and fast as I can at him. It hits his mouth. "What the
hell!" He says with a fat lip. "Well, if that was in the games. You'd be dead." I
chuckle. "Your insane!" The door swings open and he leaves. "Bring the little one in." I
call to him. And he does, the girl walks in looking at the ground. "Hi." I say to her.
"Hi." She replies in a soft tone. "What do you like doing?" I ask her. "Well, me my
brother Tony play hide in seek, and tag." She replies, her long brown hair is put in a
pigtail. "Follow me." I bring her to the camoflauge space in the training cart. I help
her hide herself and teach her which plants are helpful and what not. The supper bell
rings. District 8 finally has a fighting chance.