A/N: So here's the next of my 24 100-word drabbles. Cato this time. I hope you enjoy it and review like the 3 fabulous people for last chapter! ;)
Cato
The mutts are coming and I can't stop running, I mustn't stop running. They're chasing at my heels. I see the pair of lovers sitting by the lake with their water canisters, but I dash right past them. This is a matter of survival. Curse this armour, curse it. It has saved me but also condemned me with the same powerful stroke. Legs burning. Vision blurring. Pain gnawing throughout my body. But I can't stop. I'm almost there. The golden glint of the Cornucopia. I can be saved. I will be saved. If only I can get there in timeā¦
