Kameron Hunt's POV-D9
I hadn't gone to the feast. It was a whole day's walk back to the cornucopia. I decided I was in fairly good shape, and took the opportunity, to try to build a fire. I snapped some wood off a tree, and pushed the snow off a small area. I made a triangle with the wood, and began to drive some wood into a wider piece. I used my shoelace to spin the piece quickly.
This made a lot of smoke, and after about an hour of trying, I produced a successful fire. I made it grow until it was of respectable size, then I left it to melt the snow while I hunted. I shot three squirrels before remembering I no longer had a way to carry them. I skinned the squirrels, and cut them into chunks. I stabbed a wet stick through them, and roasted my squirrel hunks.
As I ate them, I thought about what could be at the feast. There could have been weapons, or food, or anything. I momentarily regretted not going to the feast, before remembering I could have died. I griped my bow, and remembered I could have killed. I smile then become sad. I don't want to kill these children. Juniper probably went. She's dead and it's my fault.
I rose from my feet and finished off most of my squirrel. I left the rest in the fire, and walked away.
The snow still fell, and I wondered if the game makers were attempting to freeze us to death. I walk towards the arena's center, interested to find out what I missed.
Juniper Berrymores POV-D7
I had gone to the feast. I claimed an orange ring that fit around my wrist quite well. I yearned for a fire, wishing I could build one. I decided to try. I put some wood on the ground and tried rubbing two sticks together. Nothing happened. I tried for a while, but the snow that fell soon covered my little pile of wood.
I stood up stalked a few yards form the pile. I decided to try again. I turned back to the pile, was taken aback. To my surprise a small flame had appeared on my drenched wood pile. My eyes drifted to the orange band on my wrist. It seemed to be glowing. I held my hand above the fire, and the fire grew.
I pulled my arm to my chest, and realized I had a real chance in these games. I flipped my hand over and a wisp of fire appeared. I smiled and felt much better about the situation. I spent the rest the rest of the afternoon playing with my new ability.
Cin Reese's POV-D5
Hush brought back two of the bracelets from the cornucopia. One of them was grayish, and sparkly. The other was a blue color, and almost looked like running water. She held them both out for me to choose one. I took the blue one, and slid it onto my wrist. Hush put the grayish one on hers.
I checked the pack and we were low on water. I said, "We need find some more water." She nodded, but then suddenly grabbed the pack. I looked at her with surprise. She looked around in it for a little while, before deciding on my wire cutters. "Why do you need those? We're getting w…" She gave me a fast hug, dropped the pack and ran into the woods. I stood there, with the bracelet she'd risked her life for, and a shocked look on my face. I just lost my ally.
Lamb Jess' POV-D7
I was about a mile into the woods now. I was doing fairly well, except I was stung by a wasp on my arm. I was surprised, since the ground was covered in snow still, although it had stopped falling. For a moment, I panicked. I'd heard horrid stories about tracker jackers but this was just a normal wasp, thank God. It still pissed me off though. I always hated bee stings back home.
Rory Harrow's POV-D3
I'd retreated to the desert zone. The snow would make it cool, and I just ran to what ever was in front of me. I was trying to get away from the career boys.
I couldn't see the cornucopia any longer, when I decided to figure out the green bracelet I'd claimed at the feast.
I tried stretching it, eating it, throwing it, but nothing seemed to work. It was an accident when it slipped over my wrist, and I wove my arms in frustration. Suddenly a large boulder was thrown in my direction. I dove out of the way, but it landed on my left leg, and I knew every bone was shattered. I waved my arm again, and the rock rolled of me. My foot felt very warm, and I took off my boot to find a pool of blood. My head swirled at the sight, and my stomach flip-flopped. I knew it was pointless. I couldn't help my foot, I'd need an amputation. If I did that myself I'd surely die. I decided to mess around with this bracelet for the remaining time I had. I started to black out about 15minutes later.
I could tell my time was short, so I took as many boulder's as I could and threw them in the direction I thought the cornucopia was in. I looked down, and saw my blood melting the snow. I fell backward, and thought of Bryce. This must be how it feels.
Boom!
So what'd you guys think? Sorry it was a little short. I'm going to day camp this week, so I won't be able to update till at least next week. What'd you think? If you don't remember Bryce, he died the first day. Rory and him were allies. Thanks for reading! Oh yeah, I put a poll for the next hunger games arena. Vote away!