"The ointment?" Asks Jax.
"Oh. Yeah," I say, chucking the sleeping bag to the other end of the cave. I open the small container and add some more onto my leg. District 3 was right. A lot of flesh has started coming back, now with just a little mark. I'll call it a scar for know.
"We are near the end! There's only seven left!" Cheers Jax.
I smile and ruffle her hair. She gives me a big hug. She is right. We are near the end, and we can definitely win! We are strong in our own ways. Not in just killing. We can protect each other, we can find food and water. That's what makes us good allies.
"We can win. Here's a plan, ok? We wait 'till the others have died, and when there's only one person left we attack. And then... And then we win!" I announce.
"Yes! Can you teach me to shoot straight today?" Asks Jax, with a small smile on her face.
"Aw, alright. Come on." I smile. I help her up and she grabs the bow and arrows. We walk over to a tree, and with a stick I draw a target.
"Shoot," I order. She does, and the arrow hits the side of the target.
"Come on!" She groans.
"Don't give up. Let me help." I say, and I walk over to her. I lift the sheath over her back properly and slide an arrow in the string. I hold her hand and move her slightly over. I pull her hand back, and tell her to let go. The arrow hits the target in the middle!
"I did it!"
"Try yourself now."
And she does. Jax does exactly what I did, and hits the target, smack bang in the middle.
"YES!" She squeals and hugs me. I pull the sheath off her back, and take the two arrows, putting them back in.
"You did really well." I smile. I turn around, facing the tree and pull the arrows out, again since they we're still stuck. I hear a cannon. I spin around and see Jax still standing there with a puzzled look on her face.
"Six." She mumbles.
"Yeah. Wonder who that was?"
"Hmm... Not sure. We'll find out at night though."
"Yes, we will. You hungry?" I ask her.
She nods her head and we walk back into the cave.
"I'll be back. Wait here!" I say. I run off into the woods, slowly because of my wound and find a rabbit hopping about. I shoot it and pick it up taking it back to see Jax has made a small fire.
"Oh. Wow. You got a rabbit?" She asks.
"Yes! You can have two legs, I'll have two!" I smile.
I cut the legs off and put them on the fire, whilst Jax turns them steadily. When they are cooked, I take them off and I put out the fire. Jax takes her two and eats it, happily pulling off the skin with her teeth. I finish off my two, and just as I'm going to lay down I hear an agonised scream yelling my name.
A voice I've heard for 12 years. The person who loves me dearly. I run outside with my arrows, and Jax runs behind with the packs, and two knives. I will reach her. Reach my little sister.