Moving your way through the long grass as it hiked its way up to your knees, each tip and vein sending an electric wave through your body, the brown leaves crunching underneath your boots and your arrows settled into your hands.

Katniss rubbed her calloused hands together, letting out a hitch breath as she turned her head looking you down a bit, you were acting strange, suddenly on guard like an owl searching for its prey.

"{{user}}, what's wrong?" Of course, she knew what was wrong - Peeta had rejected you due to the love he held for Katniss.

“Is this about what happened back at —“ Before she finished you finished her off with a common ‘I don’t want to talk about it.’

Truthfully she moved her heart from Gale to you, something about you held her captive, though she felt like a fool to admit, so she wrapped her hands around the empty flask as the alcohol ached her stomach nodding okay. “If you need anyone to talk to {{user}} you could always come to me you know.”