"Slow down" she sighs, "did you find them or not?"
"Not, but we know they aren't in the mountains, that narrows down there whereabouts, they can't stay hidden forever." Sienna assures her.
"Yeah, it's only a matter of time until the game makers get bored" Neive adds. Sienna smiles maliciously at her and for a moment I want to rip their throats out. Neive, the sweet girl in training, my ally, my friend. I don't understand what happened to her. But again I guess that no one can have there friend killed and walk away unharmed. Tears fill my eyes at the memory of Jennys face in the sky and the anthem blaring throughout the arena.
"Are you going to go look for them again today?" five asks. Sienna shakes her head. She sits down on the ground of the cornucopia and begins to sharpen her sword. I steal a glance at her leg. it looks better than before, but it still has a big scab that peels in some places, and it looks painful. Mia goes back to where she was and starts sharpening her knives, Neive sits down next to sienna and whispers something into her ear, sienna laughs, and nieve says something a bit louder, that i can't make out. But mia's face drops as soon as sienna starts to snicker. Sienna says something back to naive, i can only make out the words 'rip' and 'slaughter' and mia's face shows complete and utter terror. "What on earth are you talking about?" mia asks. Neive turns to mia, and glares at her with the most deadly stare. "Mind your own business five." she grits her teeth as she speaks. Mia's face turns red,
"I'm gonna go get some food" she brings her knife with her. The snowfall has stopped now but Mia takes some snow boots with her. She trudges through the fresh powdery snow straight towards us.
I begin to panic, if she comes she'll see us and no doubt alert the others. But we can't run away either. The fresh snow snags our boots and makes a quick and stealthy escape next to impossible. I grip my spear tighter, readying myself for combat, our best bet is to kill her before she can so much as exclaim.
She grows ever closer, muttering angry words to herself that the capitol is no doubt sensoring out. Ava takes a step back, five comes around the tree and freezes.
She only has time to mutter one thing, "oh" before I spear her square in the chest.