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Gale Hawthorne ([personal profile] moveswithoutsound) wrote in [community profile] ourhunting2012-04-09 11:40 pm

I breathe in, I breathe out




Life in the Seam had never been easy but without his father Gale had little choice but to take tessarae and hunt in the woods. If not then it would be his younger siblings who would be forced to pay and he refused to let that happen.

Hazelle regretted the weight put on her eldest son's shoulders but what could she do, with the new baby and her husband lost in the mine accident Gale was all she had to depend on.

The young man who did not even at this young age resemble a boy moved without a sound through the woods. His snare line had netted some fresh meat and at least a day or two could pass without bellies that roared with hunger, he could dull it. Maybe even get the extra blanket Posy needed.

He was alert to every sign, Gale knew these woods were not safe and yet they were the one place he longed for, because here he felt free.

Here he could breathe, here he was not just another pawn for the Capitol, set to either play in the Games or head for the mines when he was old enough. Either way his fate was mapped out and it meant a life of hard work, followed by Death.

How he wished something could change but he was one young man against the ruling government.

As much as he wanted to rebel, Gale knew that he could do nothing in his current positon.

He had too many mouths to feed, too many responsibilities. He did not sigh but there was a heavy look in his eyes as he slung the game bag over his shoulder.
firegirl: (fire a shot)

[personal profile] firegirl 2012-04-10 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
Katniss doesn't hear him. She has entered the woods to do hunting of her own, and there's no sound of anyone else in the woods. There's no sound of anyone who is human in the woods, but she can hear all the rest of the noises that the woods bring.

If she could, she would never leave this forest.

She would never go back on the other side of that electric fence, but her sister is there. Prim is there. Katniss will do anything to ensure she doesn't starve.

They all nearly did starve.

She's not going to let it happen again.

Katniss will hunt. She'll get the food her family needs, and she will survive. It's all anyone can do in District 12. There's no way for a kid to rebel on his or her own, not that rebellion is even a thought that occurs to her as angry as she might be at the situation they've all been forced into.

It's not as important as surviving.

She can't afford to think beyond that.

Her little sister can't afford for her mind to stray.

Katniss hears the sound of something further into the woods, and she takes the bow and arrow into her hands, ready to find it, to aim, and to fire.

Her muscles are tense but focused on the task at hand.
firegirl: (→ raise me up)

[personal profile] firegirl 2012-04-11 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
There's the sound of the voice in the woods, which she listens to. Her feet don't move from their position, but she turns toward the sound of it with her bow and arrow raised. It's an automatic reaction, and she doesn't know why. It's not like she has ever killed anyone before or ever wants to.

Surviving is different than being willing or able to kill people.

It takes her a moment to see who it is, and she lowers the bow and arrow after a moment, because she recognizes him from school, she thinks. He's older than her by a couple of years.

"What are you doing here?"

...after a second, the answer to that question seems incredibly obvious.
firegirl: (→ stand behind)

[personal profile] firegirl 2012-04-12 09:59 am (UTC)(link)
Katniss remains on her guard and steady even if she recognizes him. It helps that she does recognize him from the same explosion. She swallows. Talking isn't something she does well, and she was dying not long ago.

"Depends," she says only a little shakily before she forces that out of the tone of her voice. "Are you going to do something that'll make me want to use it?" It's fairly clear that she's joking in that dry way of hers before she lowers the weapon.

"...Katniss Everdeen."

She looks at him expectantly, taking the arrow away from the bow so he at least knows she won't shoot him with it. "You're... hunting."
firegirl: (→ confusion)

[personal profile] firegirl 2012-04-15 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Her mouth forms a thin line. "It's Katniss," she says, shaking her head. No one has ever misheard her name so much in the past, and she feels the need to correct him on it quickly. "I'd have to shoot myself if I did."

It's more than she's said to anyone outside of her family too so she understands that.

Her voice sounds strange to her own hears. If she busted him, she'd be busting herself too.

"Yeah." Katniss says, because she can't say anything else. It's exactly what she's doing and why.
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[personal profile] firegirl 2012-04-18 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Katniss looks at him, mouth becoming a firm line as she does so.

"I didn't know anyone was out in the forest setting out snares." It is not something that had occurred to her at all though she was trying to be as aware of her surroundings as she could be. It was difficult though not knowing she should have to be aware of something like that.

It interests her though given that she would like to learn how to make them, how to catch animals in them for food.

But she's not one to ask for help easily or at all unless she's starving.

"I know... about plants," she says after a moment, thinking if nothing else, they can trade information.
firegirl: (→ let it settle)

[personal profile] firegirl 2012-04-22 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I was looking," she responds with, that fire in her eyes for a moment.

There is determination and a little bit of anger too. She is not going to not be taken seriously by some guy in the woods.

Katniss breathes in, tightening her hold on what she has in her hands. She looks at him, tilting her head to the side for a moment and shaking her head.

"All kinds. The kinds that can kill you, the kinds you can eat, the kinds you can use for medicine." It's useful information, and she's never forgotten anything her dad has taught her.
firegirl: (→ sitting in the grass)

[personal profile] firegirl 2012-04-24 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
Katniss watches him. There is still that suspicion in her eyes though there's no reason to keep it anymore. They can't tell on each other without telling on themselves.

Even if they could, they could make it harder to cross the fence. She has no interest in getting him or anyone else noticed by the Peacemakers.

"I want to learn," she confirms, nodding her head as she looks at him. Katniss would rather gain something from him as she offers something in turn than to try to avoid him in the woods. It gave their interactions purpose and meaning, and she knows she has a lot o learn still.
firegirl: (→ serious talks)

[personal profile] firegirl 2012-04-26 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
It would be very different. It would mean keeping her walls up when she is usually very comfortable out in the woods.

However, they don't have to meet all the time or everyday. They can meet, share information, and part ways again. They could work out separate times to go into the forest if they needed.

"Deal," Katniss agrees, nodding after a moment before she settles the bow behind her back. "Otherwise, we stay out of each other's way, right?"

This will end up changing obviously, but she has no idea about that now.