The snow was so beautiful, that it seemed untouchable. As if it was too perfect, yet the chilling feel of its cold grasp distracted Ginger from appreciating it. Miles seemed to be avoiding her, as if he wanted to just let her die alone. But she dismissed this thought, as to be happy she's still with him. They reach the edge of the towering mountain, to find a giant cave. Miles waits for Ginger to catch up, before telling her to wait while he checks it. After a few moments he pokes his head out of the shadows, and give Ginger an "it's-safe," signal.
She enters cautiously, and begins to search the backpack for supplies. The moonlight gave the cave what seemed to be a glimmering effect, but the light also made it easy to search the bag. Upon finding a match, she gathers rocks, and makes a fireplace. Following up her actions uses a match and is grateful for warmth. Miles decides to sit against the wall closes to the fire, to feel some warmth. She lets a smile form, and passes over a dried cracker she found within the backpack. He takes it, and nibbles on it for five minutes, before returning it to her. "That's enough for me, I'll save it for later," says Miles. Ginger is shocked, and scared by this sight, but respects his decision. She continues to scavenge the innards of the backpack.
She finds a first-aid kit, a sleeping bag, needle and wire, and finally some kind of tube. The tube had glass on each end, but it puzzled Ginger what this strange object was. She had seen something like it before with the strange weapons that high level hunters were given, but had no idea what it was used for. She pointed it towards the snow, and looked through it, within an instant the white snow was now black, and all the shadows were now white. This nearly made Ginger jump, as she quickly looked away. She tried it again, but while looking at Miles. Once through the scope he seemed kilometers away, and his black hair now white, along with his coat. She was astonished by this gadget given to her, and asked Miles if he knew about it. Shaking head while giving away a little chuckle, he told her to flip it over and look in the other side. As she was told she looked through the other side to find herself staring at Miles's own pupil.
She yelps backward, and dropped the gadget. She steadily grabbed it back up, and returned it into the special poach inside the backpack. She then unrolled the neatly set sleeping bag and offered to share with Miles. He instead asks for the needle and wire, and if it would be ok if he were to make a little noise. Ginger replayed by saying she wouldn't mind, and fell asleep within a minute. Miles takes off his jacket, replacing it with the spare one picked up before by the District 4 boy. Ginger had forgotten it after using it to put out the fire. He put it on, and began to rip his own coat apart, and then sowing it back together, this continued on for about three hours. He finished this process by just making gloves (that cut off so you can see their fingers) with extra material. He was able to make his coat and pants more flexible, and not as poofy, yet contained all the material that was inside the coat as before. He then lets himself drift to sleep with the katana positioned to be hidden if seen from the entrance, a dagger in his right hand (hidden), and three throwing needles (hidden) in his left.
The small tunnel was getting wider as they traveled. Neither could see where they were going, but they trusted the tunnel to lead them out. The wooden openings would cause sounds of thunder to come through the tunnels, but would only occur every so often. This continued until eventually the tunnel opened to a big cave. The entrance to the cave was just five meters from the opening of the tunnel, and if you continued down, you'd fall from the slanted hill it gave. Eden turned to help Winter get out of the tunnel. Both of their ears felt like popping, but they couldn't tell why. Winter ignores his hand, and plops right down to check the backpack. She smiles and hands Eden a dried apple slice. As he eats his slice with appreciation for food, Winter pulls out the sleeping bag, and gets it ready for them. After both finish their single apple slice and they both take a look at their surroundings from the outside. With the Moon giving off great light, they happily see a spring. Winter goes towards a tree to find a mysterious plant growing, she pokes Eden's ribs, telling him to retrieve one. He does as asked, but when he climbs down, almost falls from a rock falling out of place. He looks dow
n to see the snowy plain he had once been on. In shock he hurries Winter and himself back into the cave. She places the fruit in the bag, and probes it near the opening to their tunnel. The sleeping bag is laid right in front of the tunnel, so they can react quickly to intruders. Eden offers to take the first watch to let Winter sleep, and after a little silent arguing with face making, she gives in. The sound of Thunder awakes Winter with a surprise dagger from her backpack hidden away. Eden nearly jumps by her surprise reaction, and had already grabbed hold of Winter's arm that was holding the blade. "Calm down. It was just thunder that woke you, it should stop soon," Eden tells her. She then points at the end of the bag where the user's head would go, then points to him. He doesn't disagree with her this time; he's too tired to even argue, so he just falls right to sleep. Winter now has her torso out of the bag, and holds two hand axes between her knuckles.
Darkhan awakes to hard shaking rapidly from his shoulder. He opens his eyes lazily, and can only manage to open them half way. He sees what looks like a white angel, trying to wake him up frantically. The angel has long blonde hair, and somehow has a white summer dress on. But once he sees a different color on the tips of the angel's hair and dress he realizes who it is. He realizes his angel is a devil, it is Summer.
Summer was a girl who was only seen on special occasions, big occasions. The last thing he can remember of her is on Thanksgiving day. The Mayor had the bright idea to have everyone gather food together and eat all together at one giant table. On the day of Thanksgiving, the only that gave food was the Mayor, and he didn't get to enjoy one bite. He became very upset with the matter, and stormed off to his house out of anger. His actions cost leaving Sumer at the table, quieter than a mouse, yet was certainly more pretty then one. She wore a Orange sundress, her hair was in two pigtails, and she wore nothing on her feet. No one ever bothered to talk to her, and she did the same to everyone. She was always a mystery to some, how she came to be.
The Mayor wasn't the best looking man, with his husky build and scars that surrounded his big cheek boned face. He left his hair to be a simple part down the middle, and never let it grow past his ears. He truly was a worked to the bone man, since he was once a worker himself. So no one has ever dared to ask him nor Summer about how they came to be. Most assume adoption, and they are probably correct to say that. If you pass by the Mayors house, you'll never see her, even if you look into all the windows. Her eyes always scared people to talk to her, and to makes matters worse, animals would bark and go crazy around her. But once she looked at them, not only would the animal stop out of fear, any nearby people would just freeze still.
Darkhan has only see her show emotion once during his lifetime before the games, and that was anger. He say nothing more than a glare, but it was enough to kill someone. He had asked her on the day of Thanksgiving if she wanted some of his food. Summer stopped looking at her lap, pulled her chair out, and gave a small angry glare at him. Her eyes would always change though. Whether it be to shut a yelling animal, or that time at him, her eyes would for a second change. They would be reptile like, and made her seem like a predator ready to eat him whole. After three seconds passed of the glare, she pushed her chair in, and left without a word.
He made what seemed to be a yelping noise, as thunder hit ten meters away from where they were. Summer laughs, and pushes him with her sword carelessly. He backs up inside the tunnel he is still in, and she plops right into a crouch stance. The sword held behind her back, with the blade centimeters away from Darkhan's face.
