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'I'll never let you go' Chapter 19Cato
The days following fell into a steady routine. We leave early in the morning to hunt, find no tributes to be seen and end up collecting food to eat instead. We hunted again in the afternoon, returned to the cavern for dinner and then Clove would tell me another star story before she fell asleep against me and I carried her into the cave to sleep. It would have been almost idyllic if I was not constantly on edge about the other tributes coming for us in the night, which was why I sat outside the cave every night, my sword by my side, waiting. But no one ever came.
The announcement of a feast came late one morning maybe three or four days after the rule change while we were on our way back from an unsuccessful 'hunt-the-tribute'. Clove turned to me.
'We have to go,' She said, her little face full of determination.
'We don't need anything,' I insisted, continuing the trek back to our cavern. 'It's safer up here.'
'Cato, be realistic,' she snarled. Days stuck in the cave had made her
'I'll never let you go' Chapter 18Cato
Trying to stay alive sounds far more dramatic that it actually was. In reality, all we did was fill our canteens with water from the lake and set off into the woods, in search of somewhere to make out camp, all the while looking out for something we could eat on the way. Clove had the brilliant idea of hunting and we spend an hour or so crouching in the grass, while she threw knives at anything passing. Afterwards, she found some roots that she insisted were good to eat.
'They were in a book I had at home,' she persisted. 'Trust me!' I said that of course I trusted her, but, remembering what Brutus had said about tasting everything Amber ate, I took a nibble of it when she wasn't watching. That night we slept under the stars, well, Clove did. I stayed up all night, my arm tightly around her, waiting for something to burst out of the bushes so I could kill it. I wanted to kill everybody and anybody who stood in the way of Clove going home. The next day, we spent hours collecting an
'I'll never let you go' Chapter 17Clove
I woke from a trackerjacker induced nightmare. My prep team, with fiery eyes had chasing me round and round a giant trackerjacker nest, while Glimmer cackled (quite literally; she had the body of a bird) at my misfortune, clutching Cato, who had been transformed into a sparkling, orange worm, in her talons. Lovely.
I sat up, suddenly, as my heart thudded in my chest. The first thing I could see was the cornucopia, glistening in, what I estimated to be, the late morning sun. But how? Last I could remember, I had been down by the lake, deep in the heart of the Arena. Or at least it must have been, seeing how far we walked that first day. I could remember kicking someone who had tried to take me away, the cold of the water and screaming for Cato but I must have blacked out after that. But now there I was again, lying on a blow up mat covered with a blanket in a push-up tent surrounded with crates full of supplies.
'Sleeping Beauty awakes.' My head spun around. Marvel was sitting beh
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