Katniss
Getting Used To AA
may the odds be ever in your favour.
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Post by Katniss on Oct 1, 2015 15:39:31 GMT
i slowly tread through the forest, trusting on the pine needles covering the ground in a soft blanket to muffle my footsteps. almost immediately, i come across a rabbit. it appears to be nibbling on a root of some sort. quickly crouching behind some bush, i load an arrow and pull the drawstring, making it stiff. i raise it up to my face, my eye level exactly at the arrow. then i let it loose. it whistled through the air for a split second, before lodging itself in the rabbit's eye and stopping. the rabbit twitches once and is dead. i crouch down and retrieve my arrow, wiping it on my trouser pant before replacing it in my quiver. i quickly skin and gut the rabbit and then create a small fire. i cook the meat, find some roots, cook the roots, and feast on my meal. i have a meal like this every week, to remember my old life back home. if home is still a place. shuddering, i finish my lunch and down the campfire, before standing up and peering at the bush opposite me. something is there. someone is there. they've been there for a while. i instantly raise a loaded bow, eyes piercing the undergrowth. "come out." i say in a stern tone, moving back slightly.
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Post by Logan Marshall on Oct 2, 2015 0:12:01 GMT
(Love this character phoenix i love the books! cant wait for the next movie!)
Logan had been following this particular person for some time, eyes watching her with intensity and curiosity. The girl didn't seem familiar, so most likely a new student. 'Fresh meat' He thought a grin appearing on his face.
His blue eyes watched as he looked on from the undergrowth. Adjusting his silky mask so his identity wouldn't be revealed. His leather jacket was keeping him warm in these conditions, even if all he had underneath was his white tee. He checked to see if he had his weapons. Knives, check. He had them attached to his hips. Metal claws, nope. He hasn't needed them since he learned how to have his claws come out of the tips of his fingers, while still in human form. And lastly, he had his neatly strung, oak-wood longbow, with his iron-tipped arrows. He had learned to be prepared ever since he had lost his friendship/partnership/relationship with Opal Strole, the deadly lead-assassin at the Academy.
Once the girl appeared to have seen him, he slowly rose, grinning wide, revealing his sharpened tiger-teeth. Taking the bow off of him, he had pulled out an arrow, pointing it at the girl's head.
"Oh sweetheart, two can play at that game."
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Katniss
Getting Used To AA
may the odds be ever in your favour.
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Post by Katniss on Oct 2, 2015 1:47:59 GMT
{oh my god. #thehypeisreal. i followed like 20 accounts on instagram to get 5 second shorts from the movie. i'm so bad...}
i glare at the newcomer, unfazed by the arrow pointed directly at her head. she could die. sure. could she care? no. not even a little. i shrug and lower my bow, relaxing the bowstring and taking out my arrow. "nice teeth." i note, twirling the arrow in my right hand. i have four options. run, fight, talk, or fly. i unfold my wings from my back, spreading them out before flapping once, twice and turning into my tiny mockingbird form. i whistle my eerie four note tune {i bet you have no idea what that sounds like} then fly up, spinning in midair and landing on a branch that could hold my human weight. i change back into my human form, lightly flapping my wings to gain balance. "so, can you get me up here?" i taunt down, smirking. |
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Post by Logan Marshall on Oct 2, 2015 11:50:16 GMT
(https://youtu.be/CCu_-bIdHtc that whistle? How could I not know? It's one of the most iconic hunger game symbols. Katniss whistled it to the mockingjays after rue whistled hers. I'm really nerding out.)(What's your insta)
Logan watched lowly as she lowered her bow, looking for any sign that she would attack. Once the bow was fully lowered, I saw as she unfolded her wings. She must be a bird half-blood. She flew up onto the tree branch and did what was seemingly mocking me. I chuckled loudly once she had reached the branch.
"You do know it's not fun if it isn't a challenge, right?" I said, smirking back.
A few feet away was a separate tree, and as I looked up it I noticed a thick branch just inches away from the girl's. I slowly backed up. I ran towards the tree, jumping off of the large rock to my left, and grabbed a smaller tree branch, which I used to pull myself up. I grabbed more thick branches, quickly climbing up, until I reached the one branch.
I sat on it, my back against the truck of the tree, my legs stretched out, hands behind my head. I was basically laying down on the tree branch.
My feet were inches away from the branch the girl was on, and I laughed as I looked at her, holding my hands up to show her something. As my hands were up, long, two inch claws advanced out of the tips of each of my fingers. I, in a way, flexed my fingers, in a warning not to mess with me.
"I'm guessing you don't know who I am?" I inquired. She was quite new, and had probably hadn't heard of the fierce reputation Opal, Sapphire, and I each had.
(Bruh the hype is real)
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Katniss
Getting Used To AA
may the odds be ever in your favour.
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Post by Katniss on Oct 10, 2015 3:26:01 GMT
If we burn, you burn with us. i watch with visibly no interest as the male leaps up onto a branch quite close to mine. my best guess is that he is a cat of some sort, which makes a little twinge of hate appear in my stomach. quickly shaking it off, i stared at the guy across me. on closer inspection, he had sharp fingernails, almost like claws, and i wouldn't have been surprised if he had a tail. "no, I don't. but do i want to? hm. I guess not." i reply smoothly, copying the male and leaning against the tree. my braid flops down on my right side, and i squint at the guy suspiciously, making no movement.
insta is @baymax_blast. and yes, that is the tune. omg hype is killing me i got tickets to LA to go the premiere and i'm dying. LIONSGATE WHY template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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