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Wolf Evans (District 12)
Wolf silently watched his Yorkie, named Dusty, play with his six year old sister Rebecca. The sandy blonde boy watched as his young sister played. He knew she was in danger this year. Everyone was this year. He hates the games, and President Snow. He put to end two rebellions, and he would love to kill Snow himself. But sadly, he was here, in District 12. The Capitol rebuilt it just so they could mine for coal. It disgusted him.
His brothers were now in the room with Rebecca, and he silently walked outside his poor house to meet up with his only friend Lyrik. In fact, Wolf's family was poor even to District 12 standards. While his father, Steve Evans, worked in the mines, Wolf felt like he had a duty to help his family. Before the new Peacekeepers came, he hunted and got food for his family. Now, the fence was fixed and it was on even at night. Only at midnight it was off, so it wouldn't shut down due to overuse. Wolf went hunting only when his family really needed it, now a days.
Soon, he saw Lyrik, and waved. Lyrik is his only friend, and Lyrik has helped him a lot. Yes, many District Twelve residents helped him, but he helped the most. Wolf was an outcast, and it was lucky for him to get a friend. Lyrik gave Wolf a small piece of cheese, and gave Wolf a small smile. The reason was because it is Reaping Day. Everyone was considerate and nice to each other today.
"Good luck."Lyrik said.
Wolf slowly did the sign language equivalent for thank you. Wolf was born mute, perhaps this was why he was an outcast. Soon, Lyrik had to leave. It was soon time for the reaping. He helped his younger siblings get dressed in nice clothes, and he did too. The reaping has always given him a sense of dread, as if he might go into the games.
The new escort for District 12 is a lady with bright red and yellow hair, which is in a braid that goes down her back. It looked as if this escort was a bit conservative about herself, trying to not attract attention to her, and Wolf noticed this. He looked around, studying all the people of District 12. They all seemed saddened, and defeated. After all, they were the District that the Mockingjay: Katniss Everdeen came from. Once she went missing, the flame of battle drained from their eyes.
"Hello! Happy Hunger Games, everyone. "The lady said, pulling a name from the bowl for boys,"Albus Evans is the male tribute for District 12!"
No. Wolf watched as his twelve year old brother walked, but he couldn't let the games take his brother. Wolf raised his hands as he ran down to the stage. The escort was confused at his action, everyone was at first. But then they understood.
"Ah, we have a volunteer."The woman exclaimed.
Wolf walked up, and stood watching his family and friend stare in horror at what just happened. The woman asked who he was, and his mother yelled his name, trying to get him back. But it was no use. He was a tribute in the Hunger Games.
I hope this is good!