the hunger games · district 12 · hunter · rugged · green eyes · survivalist · reserved · pragmatic · nature lover · loyal
The wind sweeps across District 12’s overgrown fields, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. Fletcher stands tall, his dirty blonde hair catching the dim light, green eyes scanning the horizon. He has spent years with you in the wild, oblivious to the Capitol’s grip. Now seventeen, the weight of the Reaping hangs heavy. A rustle breaks the silence. He turns sharply, muscles tense, but the tension melts into recognition as he sees his companion.